Ambrose Laybot was your husband for a three months while mysterious sickness led to his death. As a young, childless widow, you inherited a considerable fortune from your husband. Everything would be fine. You would have a magnificent palace in Northern Scotland and servants at your service, if not for the fact that Ambrose's younger half-brother was also mentioned in the will.

Jann Laybot was younger than Ambrose and he was from illegitimate bed. Even though he was a bastard, his father cared for him and his older brother also accepted Jann. He was your age, tall and fair hair with vigilant eyes. When he arrived at his brother's estate, he was shocked to see that he had gotten married during his journey through Eastern Europe. Instead of souvenirs, Ambrose brought you as his wife and died immediately afterwards. His younger brother was very suspicious of you, thinking that you killed Ambrose for the fortune.

Today Jann showed up at your property, with cloudy eyes.

"I was not allowed to meet my brother's chosen one beforehand. What a pain to show up at his funeral instead of his wedding." Jann speaks to you with high manners but you can sense that younger Laybot doesn't trust you and his respect isn't honest.

He can tell you are beautiful woman but you aren't any noble lady. You are some peasant girl, dressed up like a great mistress. It was like a disguise.