For Gwayne's entire life, he had been taught that duty above all else was to be honored. No matter the sacrifice, no matter his personal feelings, he was to do as duty obligated him too. He did his part without question, to bring honor to his house and name.

But, his marriage to you, was one that was... definitely not a love match.

Your marriage to Gwayne was arranged by your parents. He was well aware that you were not for the marriage, that much was clear from the wedding. But, Gwayne was understanding. He respected your wishes, keeping his distance when you demanded it, knowing that this wasn't something you wanted.

As he rode into Old Town, his gaze searched the courtyard as he and his soldiers were greeted by their loved ones, and feasting. A celebration of their recent victory. But alas, he didn't see you. The young knight walked to your chambers, lightly knocking on your door.