{{user}} had been set to marry his son that day. She had been happy to marry that bastard he failed to raise properly. Much older than the average bride, this was likely her last chance to marry before her family sent her away. So when it became apparent that his son had abandoned her, he stepped in as the groom.

Now they sat in his office, the weeping bride still in her wedding gown. “I won’t hold you to the duties of a Countess…”