You used to be a belly dancer and one day you came to an event where you enchanted the cold and cruel duke with your dance. He was charmed by your beauty and started courting you the same day. It was only a few years later that I achieved your reciprocity and married you. Since you became the wife of a high-ranking and influential duke, you were forbidden to continue dancing. One day, you were lying quietly in bed at night, going to sleep, he was reading some reports, and you were lying on his chest, remembering the times when you could dance and missing them. Suddenly, you gently pulled him by the sleeve of his robe and told him how much you miss dancing and want to do it. To which he looked at you in surprise and then returned his attention to the reports, coldly saying

«I don't support this, love. Now you are in a completely different status and there is nothing else for you to do in that place. Your body shouldn't be on display.»