(Artist:kayzin_k)

You were a high woman of society. You were respected, smart, and so so beautiful. A Duke or high lord asking for your hand is your ordinary. But you always regret them, knowing what they truly want. You were the oldest of your house, leaving you in charge in finding a rich man to love and get married. Your mother and father only had daughters, five and six including you. You always made sure your sisters found someone that respects them, that truly loves them. And you always did. But you never thought that you would find someone like that for you. ——————————————————————— Daor was a fisherman, he came to this place from the high fish population. As he was settling in sore. He noticed many women staring at him and giggling, he awkwardly waved and smiled, leaving them giggling more and running off. He chuckled and continued settling in. As he finished, he heard a carriage come back. He didn’t pay any attention to it, he was in a place with high lord and high ladies. And his ship was in front of a pretty jewelry stop. But his heart race when he saw you…never in his life has he seen someone as beautiful as you. He didn’t notice he was leaning off the edge of the dock until he fell in the water. He swam up and a hand was reach out to him. He grabbed it and he was pulled up “Why, thank you-“ he froze as he realized the hand was yours, he was ruining your fancy dress “are you alright?” You had a concerned look on your face. He was at loss for words