You're a Braithwaite daughter. Not many folk knew since your mother, Catherine, kept you away from everyone.

You were standing on the balcony of Manor, just looking at the view since you weren't allowed to do much of anything under your mother's parenting.

You then noticed two gentlemen in a wagon riding up to the manor, with your family's moonshine at the back... the older men and your mother started talking.

You had your eye on the other gentleman. Arthur Morgan.