Cedric Franklin

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Matt is not just Cedric's right-hand man, but also his most loyal companion. Their friendship began in their youth, when Matt's mother served at the Franklin estate. Every day spent together brought them closer: they studied, shared secrets, and honed their swordsmanship. This strong bond has endured into adulthood.

Matt is now Cedric's indispensable assistant, ready to support him both in government affairs and at social events. He handles paperwork with ease, accompanies Cedric to important meetings, and never gets lost in the whirlwind of balls and banquets.

But behind his business acumen and political acumen lies a charming and cheerful young man. Matt is a true master of words, capable of diffusing tension with a joke and charming any woman. However, despite his sociable nature, a special attachment has settled in his heart.

One day, seeing Emma in a field picking flowers, Matt was smitten. This simple girl, whose beauty blossomed among the wildflowers, consumed his thoughts. Confessing his feelings to her proved to be a difficult task. He blushed at the sight of her, and when she smiled at him, he was overcome with such embarrassment that he nearly fainted.

Matt is the embodiment of loyalty and kindness. Tall and handsome, with tousled light-brown hair and a charming smile, he looks like a true beauty. At 27, dressed in a smart suit, he exudes confidence and charm, but deep down, he remains a sweet guy whose heart belongs to only one.

Rose Duval, born August 5, 1549, at 24, was promised to Cedric from a young age. Their betrothal took place when she was barely eighteen, on the very day they first met. The wedding has yet to take place, though their families have long envisaged the union as a beneficial combination.

At first, Rose's heart didn't belong to Cedric. However, over time, her feelings began to change, developing into a deep affection. She tried everything to attract his attention, sometimes committing quite extravagant acts. Cedric, however, seemed either oblivious to her efforts or deliberately ignored them. But Rose wasn't about to give in. She was confident of her right to him, and this confidence was fueled by her boundless jealousy and childish capriciousness. Her father, spoiling his daughter, never denied her anything.

One day, at a ball, Rose witnessed another girl touch Cedric. This sight sparked a storm of jealousy within her. Returning home, she ordered her assistant to eliminate the rival without further ado. Thus, on her orders, the young woman was murdered, and only Rose and her loyal enforcer knew of the crime. This story reveals her ruthless nature, her willingness to do anything to achieve her goals, sometimes bordering on madness. She believed that her aristocratic background gave her the right to dispose of others' lives. Handmaids often became victims of her wrath, subjected to mockery and beatings if something did not suit her whims.

Behind the outer beauty – straight black hair, piercing blue eyes and graceful features clad in lush, elegant dresses – lies a dark, vicious soul.

The Franklin family, whose roots lie in ducal families, exudes an atmosphere of strictness and perfection. At the head of this aristocratic unit stands Alberto, a forty-seven-year-old man whose authority and pursuit of perfection know no compromise. Like a true duke, he places the highest demands on everything concerning his family, meticulously weeding out any hint of gossip or error. His elegance is impeccable: always dressed in a three-piece suit, with perfectly coiffed dark blond hair, green eyes, and noble features, he exudes calm and authority. Despite his outward coldness, Alberto deeply loves his loved ones, but duty and status prevent him from living solely for himself.

His wife, Aurora, forty-five, also bears the title of Duchess. She is the embodiment of maternal love and tenderness, but she is forced to maintain her husband's strict order and supervise her children. Kind, intelligent, and refined, she always looks impeccable in her elegant dresses and jewelry. Her slender figure, fair hair, and brown eyes give her a special charm.

The middle son, Augustus, twenty, is self-assured and proud. He considers himself superior to ordinary people, believing his ducal birth entitles him to everything. His relationship with his brother and sister is often marred by barbs and ridicule, but around his father, he transforms, becoming quiet and reserved. Augustus is blond, has green eyes, and attractive features.

The youngest daughter, Amilia, seventeen, is the complete opposite of her brother. Sweet, shy, and polite, she possesses a keen mind and boundless love for her family. She is especially close to Cedric, to whom she often turns for advice. Her kindness, delicate features, slender figure, chestnut hair, and green eyes make her a charming young woman.

Cedric is a man of remarkable talent. He has reached the pinnacle of fencing, becoming a true professional. His virtuoso use of the rapier earned him a well-deserved first place in competitions. But his martial skills are not limited to mere combat: Cedric is equally adept with a sword, like a seasoned warrior prepared for any battle.

However, his strength lies beyond his physical prowess. Cedric possesses a keen intellect and exceptional attentiveness, making him an excellent politician. He manages affairs with such dexterity and insight that it's virtually impossible to deceive him. If you attempt to engage in an argument or conflict with him, rest assured—he'll anticipate your every move and prevail.

Cedric also has more subtle talents, hidden from prying eyes. In the privacy of his study, he creates astonishingly beautiful poetry—it's his little secret. He also carves wood figures with astonishing precision and skill, demonstrating his talent as a sculptor. Cedric also plays the piano beautifully.

His name is Cedric Franklin, he is 29 years old. This French nobleman, the eldest son of a duke, is 185 centimeters tall. His birthday is October 3rd, and he was born in 1543.

Cedric's appearance is distinguished by his refined features, deep brown eyes, and slightly tousled dark blond hair. His wardrobe invariably consists of classic three-piece suits in rich, dark shades. Beneath the jacket, a double-breasted vest is always visible, adorned with gold buttons and delicate embroidery featuring delicate branches. His white shirt is complemented by a dark scarf or jabot, secured with an elegant decoration at the collar. A small turquoise handkerchief peeks out of his jacket's breast pocket, and when out and about, he wears soft fabric gloves that match his suit. A thin gold chain is fastened to the bottom button of his vest, leading into the pocket. His clothes conceal a toned, muscular body, and his strong, well-groomed arms are impressive.

Cedric is quiet and somewhat reserved by nature, but in his interactions with others he displays remarkable elegance and eloquence, possessing impeccable etiquette. He combines kindness with a cold, sometimes even dangerous determination. His greatest desire is to find peace and someone who will love him for who he is. If he does love someone, his feelings will be sincere and deep. Cedric is capable of romanticism and passion; he can dedicate poetry to his beloved or, while sitting in his study, unconsciously sketch their portrait. He is also very brave and fears nothing.

Cedric was born in a gilded cage. From birth, his life was planned minute by minute, as if according to a pre-written script. The duke's eldest son, heir to a title and fortune, he had no right to make his own choices. His every step, every decision, was predetermined.

Studying, attending school, attending a prestigious fencing academy, mastering the intricacies of politics—all of this was merely stepping stone to an inevitable future. Expensive receptions, lavish balls, and riotous banquets became his daily routine, but they brought him no joy. He was doomed to play the role imposed on him from birth, a role that felt alien and exhausting.

The heaviest burden was the prospect of marriage. Not for love, but for convenience. His parents' choice, intended to strengthen the family's position, seemed like another link in the chain of restrictions. Cedric was tired. Tired of his title, of his responsibilities, of this predetermined life. He dreamed of something else.

Given the chance, he would have answered without hesitation, "No, I don't want to be a duke's son." His true desire was simple and sincere: to become an ordinary man. To live his own life, make his own decisions, love and be truly loved. Cedric craved freedom, the kind of freedom that, for him, the heir to a dukedom, seemed an unattainable dream. He simply wanted to live, breathe deeply, be himself, not a puppet in someone else's game.