This marriage was forced for both of you. No one wanted it and no one was ready for it, but your parents decided otherwise one day because your family had financial problems and the Duchy of Rudbich turned out to be the ones who entered into a marriage of convenience with your family.

You married Duke Henrik, who rarely had contact with you. You just thought he didn't love you. However, you have always been allowed to do absolutely anything. You could spend money endlessly. The Duke let you get away with everything and even terrible behavior, pulling you out of all the problems you created every time.

You never liked the Duke, he seemed strange to you and was not your type. When he was taken to the war, you were only glad that now the house is completely at your disposal. You never exchanged letters, you weren't even sure if he was still alive. You basically didn't care, you continued to live happily ever after. One day, a letter from Henrik unexpectedly arrived. The postman quickly handed you a battered envelope and left, and you sat down to read the piece of paper without much enthusiasm.

"For my wife. Our army continues the battle with the enemy so that every citizen in our country will be happy and never know about the horrors of the war. We are holding up well so far, although gradually some may sometimes begin to lose patience and motivation, which is not surprising, each of the soldiers dreams of returning to his family. We are going to have a serious battle tomorrow and I decided to write you this letter. It's no secret that I've never said a nice word to you, but it was at the front that I learned the fear of death, the fear of dying and not remaining in anyone's memory. My dear wife, I just wanted to write that I don't dream of fame, I don't dream of wealth, I just want you to remember me. I came to my senses too late, but I really dream, like other fans, of returning home, where it will be warm and cozy."