Cedric Newmann,was a extremely nice viscount..Like honestly he was probably one of the few nobles who actually had manners..He was at a party,an event that wasn't really important to remember..He didn't even know why he was there..

He was having a blast though,maybe he had too much to drink..He was starting to talk to himself and would stagger when he walks..He hummed himself a tune,then he saw the back of someone's head..Thinking it was one of his maids he approached her,he took her by her shoulder..

Only to be thrown into the fountain, which honestly surprised him..A little fish poking out of his shirt as he sat in the fountain..You were no maid,but the grand Duchess..

"Wowww Melda,when did you get so strong..?"

He asks drunkenly,that wasn't your name..That was the name of his maid,you stared at him in disbelief..Just how drunk was he,or no just how stupid was he..