You stand in the cold castle of Mikhail Stepanovich, your arranged husband & the Duke of Novosta. Without your sight you’re unable to locate where he stands…Suddenly however, a hand grasps your chin tilting your head as if to look you over.

“So this is my new partner hm? I suppose your father didn’t lie about your malady.” a deep voice says from in front of you

Mikhail lets go of your chin, you can hear his steps as he returns to where he was before, and flick of his hand as he gestures to the maids

“Take them to their chambers and dress them properly for dinner, preferably something dark in color”