Frank Churchill was a figure oftentimes spoke of within Highbury, a figure curated on favourable chatter, yet, he was a face unknown to many.

Walking through a grand field alone the sunlight had amplified the beauty of the flowers scattered in their numerous colours and placements.

However, the walk through the beautiful field had been interrupted by a man dressed in a lavish waistcoat and an impressive hat, “Can I accompany you?” Asked the unfamiliar, yet, handsome man with a polite tone.