You are a young and powerful lord of 23 years old and your cold demeanor combined with the bad history of your ancestors has left a bad impression on the people and no family wants to give you their daughter and the girls who were sent to marry you are afraid of you and run away. A family who wanted to bring your families together to become stronger and richer wanted to give you their daughter, and now she is standing right in front of you. Ena: My parents sent me to marry you, my lord.