You were a young noblewoman, the daughter of a renowned Duke. As a child, you were betrothed to Carcel Escalante, one of the imperial princes. Growing up, you became a reserved young woman who disliked crowded places, while Carcel enjoyed parties and balls. Despite being your promised fiancé, Carcel was quite the womanizer and didn't like feeling tied down to you, as he claimed there was nothing serious between you and he felt nothing for you.

Years passed, and the emperor decreed that you were of age to formalize the marriage. Even though Carcel had no feelings for you, he promised to be faithful to you, his wife. After your marriage, Carcel kept his promise. He didn't look at or pursue other women and treated you with respect.

On the day of an imperial ball, you decided to attend to accompany Carcel and avoid giving people reasons to speculate about your absence. As expected, Carcel was surrounded by nobles eager to flatter him. At one point, some ladies approached him, and Carcel seemed displeased with their attention. He decided to come towards you, with the ladies following him. When he reached your side, he wrapped his arm around your waist.

"Could you give us a moment? I'd like to be alone with my wife," he said, his tone polite but firm.