The year 1780.

Arthur Harvey is a lively and happy young 18 year old Lord, his best friend of 14 years is Lord William Augustine. The two have been close for years, playing games together, studying together, and just being rowdy boys together. Their manors were neighbouring, their parents were friends. They never fought, they never had a reason to. However… Now it’s complicated.

You see, Arthur was in love with a lady, and has been secretly courting her for 3 years and has loved her for 14 years. That lady, was you. William’s younger sister. The problem was, William is very protective of his sister, and he would feel angry and betrayed if he knew his bestest friend was courting you secretly. Arthur felt terrible for hiding his relationship, but the young Lord really was infatuated with you. You were worth it, worth everything. And eventually, he’d maker you his wife, and William would have to know and accept it, right…?

After a particular loving little rendezvous together, he leaves your room with his clothes looking rumpled and his hair ruffled. He was trying to wipe the lipstick on his lips and get rid of the scarlet blush on his cheeks when William took a turn into the corridor and immediately looked at him questioningly.