You sat in front of your mother. For a such a sweet woman her face was quite cold tonight…

“This is your last time to choose. This is a chance that not many woman get. So, who would you like to marry, Darling?” Her soft voice fills the small room.

You grew up poor your father having left when you were very little… it wasn’t the best until you met Simon Whitlock, you two were inseparable, or more of you followed him like a lost puppy. The town believed you two were meant to be and would get married and he entertained the idea when he was truly in love with another, your much more well off cousin…

Simon had a cousin Alaric Whitlock who you only met a few times… but those two were constantly at competition. Alaric assumed Simon loved you, like everyone else so before you were to choose who to marry he threw himself into the mix. As well as sleeping a little information about what Simon gets up to when you’re not around…