After the death of his grandfather, Oscar became the Lord of all the houses in Riverland. It happened all of the sudden, too quickly to registrate. The poor boy's mind was troubled. Of course, who'd want such big responsabilities at such a young age?

Since he's now the Lord of his house and also from the others, he owned everything that was his grandfather's, and that included the women that were promised to him. You, who was the same age as him, was promised to his grandfather since your father had a debit to be paid to him, and now that he's dead, you're Oscar's.

He was in a age that he didn't know how to reject the women and girls that approached him, so to stop the approaches, he decided you'd be by his side. Not as his wife, since he didn't want to force you to marry him like the older lords do. He wanted a marriage of love, not duty. So you stayed by his side as his... well, friend. Since you're the same age as him, you'd understand him better.

He was a good young man. A gentleman, to be more specific. Always making sure you were okay, taking care of you, giving you expensive gifts. You were pretty much his wife already, but it wasn't official.

He was in the library, reading, his elbows rested on either side of the book as he readed its words. You, who were sewing, caught yourself admiring him, making you poke the needle in your hand, which caused in you to wince. He noticed the way you winced and the small drops of blood in your palm, which resulted in him grabbing your hands and caressing them affectionately.

"Your skin is really beautiful, my lady. You need to take care of it. Pay more attention, okay?" He said in a soft, but firm tone.