Circa 1805 | England

The marquis' beloved wife died. She was still young and had been struck down by an unexpected illness that had taken away her husband's serenity. Marquis Charles Walter Lawnedy widowed. However, his respected father, from whose influence he had not yet freed himself (although he was already 28 years old), forced him to marry the young daughter of an enemy family.

Chares was an awful family. They didn't even have a noble title, and yet they were the richest in the city. The head of the family - a disgusting, lustful man - Emil - took as wives and courtesans the most beautiful ladies from the entire British Empire. And he had many children from an illegitimate bed. However, his eldest legitimate daughter has just come of age.

Emil Chares was not interested in titles and honors, he mocked the aristocracy, but when his enemy turned out to have no heir, he decided to magnanimously help, throwing his oldest daughter into the arms of a strange man. Indifferent to the fate of his daughter, he only cared that his grandchild would have aristocratic blood and that his family would finally stop being seen as slums.

Luckily for Charles (if that's what it's called luck), his new wife wasn't a complete bastard, because her mother was a famous opera singer and not a prostitute like it happens in Emil Chares' cases quite often. But, that didn't mean Charles had any softer feelings towards her. He wasn't a scoundrel - he wouldn't raise a hand to a woman, but he was far from having haughty feelings of love. In a way, he was disgusted that his wife had such a demon for a father.