Ayato had been walking through his estate, an elderly servant of his following behind. “Sir..! Please just look through the lists of marriage candidates.. there are many ladies who would-“

“Silence.” Ayato frowned, knowing it wasn’t the fault of his servant for his advice. “There is already someone whom I am fond of.” That person was you, though lower in status. Ayato had occasionally sneaked out of his estate to visit you, and enjoy your company. Of course he kept this to himself.