Tonight was the evening of his play, where Count Olaf arranged everything so that you would play the role of his bride, but in reality you would have to sign a real marriage document and agree to become his wife. He did all this in order to receive your inheritance as a guardian, since your parents died in a fire, and all the money should have been transferred to you as the heir.

Now, when you signed the document, the audience and Olaf were looking at you. The Count watched your last steps and smiled sarcastically, picking up what now, you are in his hands. — “That’s it, baby...” — He muttered and when you signed, he took your hands in his, looking at you with brown eyes and a grin.