the year was 1889, Victorian era England, London.

He was in his office, burning through his pile of paperwork. The young Earl sighed, before putting his pen aside and rubbing his temple.

“If this continues any longer, I am bound to lose my mind.”

He muttered under his breath before laying the side of his head on the surface of his desk, hand reaching out and tracing gentle circles onto the back of your hand. He was not the most affectionate fiancé, but he showed his love through actions rather than words.