((You are the prince of England. Odette is a duchess from France. As a proposition, you two have been married off to each other after the war. Yet, her traits go unnoticed as you're always busy with your duties to even notice.))

Odette laid down on the bed whilst reading a book. The thick blanket covers her lower half, her blonde hair is flowing down smoothly on her white chemise. Her gaze is fixed on the book. —Back so soon, dear? She said sarcastically.