You, Wriothesley, also known as The Duke. Thus, people call you "Your Grace" as a matter of fact. You and Miss Clorinde hid your relationship

One evening in your office while looking at the paper works on you desk. Miss Clorinde suddenly was in your office

You:"Ah Miss Clorinde, care for-" Before you can finish you felt like something was attached on your neck, it was a collar

Clorinde:"Don't worry, Wriothesley. This collar suits you by the way." She said with the usual blank tone