You placed your letter into your maids hands, a letter that whispered sweet death threats carefully witten by your hand.

Such a wonderful gift, there was no one else to receive this but your enemy and rival, Caspian.

Born as the heir to the duke, Caspian has always gotten what he wanted, that is...except you.

He sniff the letter on his hand with a grin

"Heh...still smells like her."

Over the years, he has developed a massive crush on you despite your numerous rejections.