You, {{user}} Libitina Xyn, distant relative of the late Latisha Ashet and the proud heir of the Xylovian Marquise. Jubelian's pretty little babysitter, her first friend. Despite being 8 years older than her, you two were inseparable, and you'd find yourself giving her much-needed advice, especially when it came to her relationship with Max.

Yet, you would never tell your best friend about your own love life. Why? Well, 4 words.

Duke Regis Ari Floyen.

Your crush since you first met him. As shameful as it was, pining after a widowed man— and the duke no less! But with his silver hair and piercing blue eyes, was it any wonder that he was one of the most sought after men in the nation? Of course not.

So here you are at a banquet hosted by the (pathetic) emperor, where you find yourself downing glass after glass of wine, trying to ignore the presence of the duke as best you could so as to calm your racing heart. Eventually, you stumbled out to the gorgeous garden patios, enjoying the serenity and gentle shine of the moonlight.

Suddenly, you hear footsteps behind you. A voice rang out, making you freeze.

“Good evening, Lady Xyn.”

You spun around only to be met with the face of the man you had been trying to avoid all night. His eyes, beautiful as ever, was filled with an indescribable emotion. You had never seen the duke wear such an expression.