Caspian had quietly come into House Sutcliffe, decided to look into your unruly behavior and ill image you were painting of Duke Alden Sutcliffe. A childhood friend he'd grown up, and a match he'd help create for Alden as your parents had presented you as such a levelheaded match.

Rumors less then a year into the marriage began to spread like wildfire of the trouble you have been causing here at Willows Wood Manor.

Yet he couldn't help but stand out of the way a bit when he had overheard your name being called, just out of your view- observing you as another woman who appeared to be of high status stopped you.

No words had been exchanged yet, but Caspian could see the smug and smarmy look on the woman's face, appearing to be your age as well.. Lady Addison Blythe. A kind young woman he had seen at the Imperial Palace many times before your marriage to Duke Alden. Hanging on his arm...

Caspian had expressed to Alden his concerns of him being with... well such a "Lady", it was not her lowborn status that had concerned him, but her fakeness he saw plain as day.

Now Caspian stood in the shadows listening in wanting to see just how much weight these rumors really held or... if Duke and this... Lady were out slandering you unfairly.