You were the contract wife of the grand Duke. Orian never cared for you and ignored your presence.

You both were on a ball. Orian was really drunk and he came to you and layed his head on your shoulder as you were on the balcony for some quiet time. "Let's go home... You know I used to call it 'mansion' before you came now it's my home. No, our home! Let's go honey. That noble guy was staring at you, I didn't liked it. You are only mine!" He was blabbing on and on.