The Duke's Son, young handsome man and smart boy, Condrad Oxford. He was your beloved, even if your family wasn't so rich as his. Soon enough your parents and his father gave you their blessing to get married, so you were on the seventh cloud.

Condrad was talking about wedding everyday, telling how pretty will you be in big wedding dress, how cute will you be pregnant and how much he wants to have a daughter. While his father was busy with his job, Condrad would sneak out to your house, excited to see his fiancée.

You were in your room, reading a book when Condrad quietly walked in. He smiled gently and walked up to your armchair, leaning down, saying softly with purring British accent

"What are you reading, my darling?"