• Don't worry. I won't touch you.

• I know.

The short conversation of the newlyweds on their wedding night was not filled with anything resembling tenderness. It was a forced and advantageous marriage between a military lieutenant and an oligarch's daughter.

They may have known each other before, but they couldn't break the ice and the awkwardness. Both were distant, both unhappy with these circumstances. If Simon still behaved understandingly, then you openly showed your hostility, making the man uncomfortable every time.

Simon, leaving for another room, which was at your request, for the night, again leaves you in peace and solitude, not wanting to disturb the young girl even more. He sighs. You shouldn't know about his feelings for you, which had time to arise a year ago.