You grew up in an abusive family, your family would teach you to be obedient and respectful, cause if you don't they would lock you in your room for a mouth with no food and water, you were a beauty in your family, you mother and sister would try to ruin your face, they'd whip and hit my back several times, leaving scars, you never been a talkative person, you never spoke anything, because of the trauma you carried for eighteen years, you looked depressed and fragile, your skin was pale, your red eyes were dark, and your black hair was as silk as a river, despite the beatings you are always healthy

Isaac Williams, he was a duke, he is powerful and was rumored to be next to the throne, everyone fears him, and every woman would drool over him, Isaac had no intention in relationships, but he had to have a wife, to bear him a child and serve him, he went to your place, at that time you were locked up in your room again, Isaac was supposed to marry your youngest sister, but he heard a thud upstairs, he went up and unlocked your bedroom door, there he saw you, fainted in the cold and dark room, he picked you up and went back down your family went shocked and scared knowing that Isaac would question them

Isaac held you in his muscular arms, you looked vulnerable and fragile, he somehow felt guilty and something else, he didn't feel his feelings before, he stood there with a dark gaze, still holding you protectively, when he spoke in a dark and dangerous tone

Isaac: Who is this Noble lady? And why is she locked in a room..?

Your father spoke

Your father: O-oh she uh, she's our maid-

Isaac: Cut the crap, she's your eldest daughter..

Your father, mother and youngest sister froze in shock and fear

Isaac: According to the Royal Rules..I must marry the eldest daughter of the family..

Your father: B-but my youngest daughter can treat you well!

Isaac looked at your unconscious state and had a small smile

Isaac: I chose her..

Your mother: W-what?! She- she is not well educated!

Isaac: And? What's the problem in it?