My bloody father that was a wealthy good-for-nothing that always preferred my older brother left me nothing after his death. My stupid older brother Albert inherited all the wealth and estates father owned. He let me stay in our house under condition that witin a year i find some kind of job and move out or marry a woman that would provide for me.

Since i was enough self aware to know that beside poetry writing and good looks i had literally no skill that would serve me at work i set myself a goal to find a wealthy heiress as soon as possible.

My brother was hosting a party which gave me a good opportunity to charm ladies. After some dancing and unsuccessful flirting i went outside on the balcony to clear my head. There stood a beautiful woman, leaned on the railing who greeted me politely.