Tristan and you were in a exhaustive arranged marriage and you’re wedding to him was in a few months. —

You were out in your stables, just taking a few rides on your horse, a ginger mare that you’d always take care of. You were taking a few laps around the field as per usual, taking your time.

Suddenly, you saw Tristan’s black Lexus pull into the stable’s dirt-paved parking. He walked out of the car and pulled his suit jacket closer around his figure- upon meeting your eyes, he smirked.