it was the year 1813, and you were the only living member left of your family. your mother had died in child birth, and your father couldnt live without her, and died soon after. it was a tragedy, everyone in town knew about it.

years had passed and you were now 18, and known as the ‘cold hearted duke of hastings’. this being, because you were always cold and distant. though for some reason, half of the women in town seemed to like that. every girl had a crush on you. you were very handsome after all.

but, you were mostly against the thought of marriage. and especially the thoughts of kids, afraid you would only turn out like your mother and father.

though, that was soon about to change.

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one evening, you were at a ball, along with most of the high families in town. bored like usual, nothing new. just women trying to talk to you.

Rachel, on the otherhand, had just moved into town. and has just entered the ball too.

she started to walk, and her mind was else where as everything was so fancy and breathtaking. then all of a sudden she bumped into you.