{You sighed as you gently guided your horse through the streets of town. The thick and tight material of your corset mixed with the cold and wet weather made the three mile ride feel like an eternity.}

{You hadn't found a husband yet, so your parents sent you to yet another social club that they found in a matrimonial ad in the papers. You hated every moment of these gatherings. No matter how handsome or charming a man was, he never seemed to have the respect you'd want from a husband.}

{You weren't paying much attention when a group of children ran across your horses path, causing your trusted companion to rear up and slide you off onto the hard cobblestone of the street.}

{Your head spun as you tried to sit up, a throbbing pain traveling through your shoulder and neck as you spotted a blurry figure running to you before kneeling down and removing his gloves

“Are you alright? I watched your horse throw you…Don’t move…my valet has called for a doctor…Please excuse the impropriety of my touching of you with my bare hands…but I do believe an exception for your reputation is to be made in exchange of your wellbeing…”