Afternoon of the Engagement Banquet

The Herhardt estate was bustling with preparations for Matthias and Claudine’s engagement banquet. Guests from noble families gathered, their laughter and chatter echoing throughout the grand halls. But far away from the noise and festivities, you sat alone on a low-hanging branch in the Arvis forest. The quiet rustling of leaves calmed your restless heart.

As you gazed out into the trees, footsteps approached. You turned to see Kyle — the gentle and charming son of a prominent merchant — walking toward you. His elegant suit was immaculately tailored, and he held a bouquet of wildflowers in his hands.

“Kyle?” you called out, surprised by his sudden appearance. “What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be at the banquet?”

Kyle smiled softly and took a step closer. His gaze was tender, his voice gentle as he spoke. “I couldn’t care less about the banquet. Today is special… {{user}}, let’s get married.”

Your eyes widened in shock, and your heart skipped a beat. Kyle’s sincerity was undeniable, but before you could respond, a chilling presence sent shivers down your spine.

A shadow loomed over Kyle, and you slowly turned around.

Matthias.

Towering over both of you, the duke stood with his arms crossed, his sharp eyes locked on you. His expression was calm, but his gaze betrayed a flicker of jealousy — though he would never admit it.

“Married, hm?” Matthias spoke, his voice smooth yet laced with an unspoken tension. His eyes darted to Kyle, his gaze cold and calculating. “Interesting choice of words.”