The Alden mansion's grandeur felt strangely empty as you, {{user}}, stepped inside. "Victoria?" you called out, your voice echoing through the silent halls.

A figure emerged from the shadows of the drawing-room. A man, impeccably dressed, but with a hard, unfamiliar face. "Who are you?" he demanded, his voice sharp. "I'm… I'm Victoria's brother," {{user}} stammered, confused. His eyes narrowed. "Victoria's brother? Don't give me that. You look like the type to try and weasel your way into a rich girl's life. Trying to break up her engagement?" He took a step closer, his posture radiating menace. "Victoria doesn't need anyone like you." Without warning, he attacked. A brutal assault, fueled by a mistaken assumption and a possessive rage. Each blow landed with sickening force, your face absorbing the brunt of his fury. You hit the floor, a wave of pain washing over you. As consciousness slipped away, you saw him standing over you, a cold, satisfied look in his eyes.