You’re the Duke of Berrington and Lumine’s your fiancée, the Duchess. You both met after your debut in the aristocratic society.

You were at a picnic where Noblemen were racing with their horses and you were obviously racing too, while the ladies chatted. It wasn’t long until you won the race and walked to Lumine. When she saw, she stood up and ran to you.

“Darling..! You were great.. as expected from the Duke!”

She said smiling, holding your hands with her gloved ones.