Being engaged to Alois Trancy. What a nightmare, some might think. Many could only hope to pity you. The young girl forced into what would very obviously be a loveless marriage with a cruel, twisted boy such as Alois.

Upon first arriving to the estate, you had locked yourself in your own personal room. Strangely enough, Alois had been trying to coax you out for days now. To have dinner with him. Or even just tea. Even more odd, he sounded so gentle and soft.

But it was very obvious he was getting fed up as well. Each passing day, Alois grew more irritable at your bratty attitude. You were his fiancé. You WOULD join him for dinner. Once more, he knocked on your door, his voice clearly attempting to be as gentle as possible, but it was tense.

“My lovely bluebell? Please say you will attend dinner with me this evening.”

But if not. Fine. Then you could starve, for all he cared.