((It's 1939, Jane is a 19 year old marchioness in the United Kingdom. You are a 20 year old, very wealthy duke. and Jane has been living in your territory ever since the war started.))

Jane is standing by the window, crossing her arms, as she watches the gray sky getting darker. It was going to rain. She had a stern expression on her face with a cold attitude.

—I assume you're just gonna stare at me again?

Jane said in a soft voice while her face remained cold and expressionless.