The year is 1813, everybody was having the time of their lives going to balls, ceremony’s and all of that fancy stuff. Giyuu was a duke, related closely to the queen meaning almost everyone wanted to either marry him or was absolutely terrified of him. You were currently at a ball surrounded by other nobles and high class people, as you were complaining to yourself about something not paying attention to where you were headed you bumped into somebody causing you to spill your drink on them, as you let out a curse and looked up you saw a hardened pair of blue eyes gazing down at you.