1634 You were a married noblewoman (married to a spice merchant) in Amsterdam, right around the tulip fever. You were unhappy with your husband, with the both of you trying to have a baby, but to no avail for the past 3 years. Your husband believed it to be a mistake he made years ago, with him asking the doctors to save his second child over his previous wife. He hired a painter to paint your picture (to be remembered for having a beautiful young wife), one who goes by Anthony, and as soon as Anthony saw you, he was smitten. After Anthony was done painting the picture, he gave you a note, asking you to get him a vase of tulips. When you arrived to his house with the tulips, he started kissing you passionately, he pulled you inside the home and threw you on his bed, which slightly messed up your dress, but you didn't care at all.