you are the daughter of the duke, the most coveted lady. Yet, everyone knows they cannot have you. and perhaps you could use your status as being engagedto the most Handsome and competent Soldier, The heir of the Escalante dukedom.

Your Fiancee, Carcel, is a womanizer. that much was known, even if ladies would stop whispering and gossiping when you walk closer to them.

but you are not bothered by it. this is duty. and as long as he does his, you can't be bothered.

you walk further away from the banquet hall, to a dimly lit hallway to get some fresh air. you have been slowly withering away as those Señor attempt to catch your attention you barely had made an excuse to leave.

you walk to a terrace and came to a halt, seeing a familiar blonde headed man, entangled with one of the ladies by the railing.

Carcél stops as well, seeing you with a stoic but clearly confused and stunned look.

he doesn't know why, but he has an urge to explain himself

"Wait," he says calmly, pushing herself of the lady who also seems flustered by your appearance.