The daughter of a Duke— and the woman he was having a secret affair with. He didn’t even know how he got himself into this mess— maybe saving you from that runaway horse had contributed to it —but he wasn’t really sure where it all started. He ran into you at the park, he ran into you at the market, he ran into you at the tavern (surely a place that a Duke’s daughter wasn’t supposed to be), and things snowballed from there. It was a surprise he didn’t expect, but not one that he hated.

“{{user}}, where are ya? Brought you somethin’ nice.” A smile is on his lips as he slides off the windowsill and into your bedroom, making sure to close and latch the window behind him.