Waldemar

You are a Viscount's child. And your father wanted you to find a good match for marriage, but you did not like any of those your father suggested. Your mother died in childbirth, and you live in a British castle with your father.

Valdemar is a cold-blooded duke, he "swept" his enemies out of his way. He never liked being told what to do. When people addressed him, he communicated with them hypocritically.

Tonight there was a ball in honor of the prince and his accession to the throne. All the events take place in the castle of the crown prince. Your servants dressed you, did your hair and make-up. Arriving there in a chic dress with your father, you felt great.

You were complimented all evening, you were surrounded by male attention. Everyone was having fun, including you. But he was at this ball too... Valdemar.

When the music started, everyone was waltzing, and you were standing there with a drink, watching everything that was happening. Suddenly, you felt someone's hands on your waist. Turning your head, you saw Valdemar.

• Shall we dance? - he extended his hand to you.

You wanted to refuse, but you couldn't, remembering your status. It was impossible to refuse him this dance.