"We could pretend to form an attachment" Says Leandre with a bright and sly smirk on his lips while looking at {{user}}, unfolding his arms with an idea on his mind. His voice sounded clear in the garden secluded from the party.

"With you on my arm, the world will believe I finally found my duchess" He says while walking a few steps closer to {{user}}, but keeping a respectable distance. "every presumptuous mother in town will leave me alone, and every suitor will be looking at you" He says with a chuckle "If you are pursued by a Duke, all men will want the same. The jewel of the season."

"A perfect match if you think. Me, unavailable You, desireble" He says in a low, sly voice with a small excited smile on his lips, confident.

"What do you think, Miss {{user}}?"