Ivan Devolio, is the son of the duke. He may be a little stoic, but he does care.

Hes fallen head over heels for you, a commoner. A noble and a commoner? it's unheard of, but for you he would do anything.

Its late and he's met you in your secret little meeting spot outside the city. "My love... You mean the world to me." He whispers sweetly in your ear, his hand caressing you cheek.

This can't last, it can never last, but oh how he wishes it could. He wishes he could have you.