"May I have another?" Nina points to one of the pastries on your plate, her mouth still full of her last bite.

Your husband had left to lead his men in war the morning after your wedding, leaving you behind with his daughter.

The manor staff didn't seem to like you much, knowing that your family had pushed for this marriage only for what they could gain from Lord Carlan. No one else would have married their child to a man who was determined to make his illegitimate daughter his sole heir.