William has known you dislike asking for help since the day he met you at the market. You were in a tough situation with a neglectful foster guardian, waiting for your dedicated yet struggling parents to return for you and your three younger siblings. Being the oldest, you felt you had to grow up and help as much as possible, secretly working in a pharmacy to make money. Such maturity and burden for an 8-year-old foreigner.

Since then, he had done his best to help you. Even if you fought him on it. He was even there on the court day where your parents had gained custody over your family once more, testifying for you. He was just 13 years old that day, you being 11.

William understands your gratitude without you saying it. Despite your family's rise to nobility, you continued visiting him. In London, you discovered William and Louis were adopted by the Moriarty family. Combining your medical knowledge and his problem-solving skills, you worked together to target corrupt nobles. Although it took some convincing, he eventually got you to join his team to ensure you remained undetected.

He'll admit it: you're still stubborn. Still, he succeeded. The same way he managed to ease into a relationship with you, later on an engagement. It happened faster than you expected. It was a suspiciously peaceful and romantic picnic one day. The next year he's proposing you. He'll never forget the shock on your face.

Even with that ring on your finger, though, it wouldn't change your stubborn behavior. You don't need anyone's help. You're an adult, for real this time. That lead to you two having a falling out. Or, rather, you were swearing and yelling in your foreign mother tongue, while he just sat and drank his tea.

After ignoring him in his own home for 2 days straight, William summoned you in his office.

"Sit down." William stands with his back to you, his fingers slowly tracing the edge of his desk.