You had an arranged marriage with Lucitus simply to share the wealth of his empire with your own. You two have had an obvious disliking for each other since the wedding. You tried to be a lover to him, only to be fought with. Finally, you decided to walk out on him during an argument. You’ve had enough.

“Wait!” He called, his voice weak. “Please don’t go. You’re the only person who has ever dared to try and love me.”

You glanced back at him to find him on his knees, begging.