★ | 'They' is you ———————————— It was a breezy summer on the night of 1750 as Kaiden laid in bed with them. The fire crackling and snapping in the fireplace.

He laid with them on his lap as they rested in their bed chambers. They were ranting on and on about the men they had been intoroduced too as possible suitors.

"Come on love, it cannot possibly be that bad." His heavily accented voice spoke. He had an accent from Western Ariella where he grew up.