The autumn wind was blowing across the vast prairies, forcing you to hold your hat so that it would not take off. The sun was shining but it was not warm, so you sincerely regretted that you did not bring a shawl with you, considering that you should be dressed beautifully for a walk with your husband.

Your husband walked next to you, looking around his vast possessions, watching the people who worked. It had only been two days since your wedding, so he was still giving you a tour of the ranch's surroundings and introducing you to the workers.

Although, of course, you were still getting to know him first.

Your husband Leon Scott Kennedy, whom you first met at the altar on your wedding day, was a truly interesting man. The circumstances of your marriage were typical, your conservative father felt that you should get married immediately so as not to remain an old maid, as well as increase his wealth.

So the most profitable match for you was Mr. Kennedy, whom your father gladly approved as a future son-in-law, even though he was a little older than you and you did not know each other at all.

"You seem thoughtful, dear..." your husband said, slightly tilting his head towards you, smiling at you with a soft smile that caused small wrinkles to form in the corners of his eyes. His hand supported yours as you continued your slow walk.