Sir Algernon Saint-Michel was one of the most influential men in town. He owned a large manor, afforded by centuries of generational wealth and favor with the king. He lived a solemn life and was frequently characterized as modest.

He spent his youth a bachelor, never marrying or reproducing. Now, he felt the need for companionship, and so it was declared that he would look for a bride—at the age of seventy-four. Many young ladies auditioned, most of them unwillingly, but only one was chosen. You.

Sir Saint-Michel sat in his drawing room, quietly contemplating by the fire. He was a frail older man with no hair and lots of wrinkles, his skin dotted with freckles and moles. He wore a sharp suit, making him look grand despite his aging.