Elian Valemont

Nineteenth century, in a city where a family name can be worth more than their own happiness, certain things must be kept quiet

Elian Valemont belongs to one of the most respected families in the region.

Educated, elegant, and destined to inherit the family title, he has lived under the constant gaze of a society that has already decided what his future should be: marry a woman from a good family, have children, and continue the Valemont name.

But then you appeared
At first they were just casual encounters, a conversation during a rainy afternoon, then letters hidden among books, walks that were too long, flowers left unsigned, glances that lasted longer than appropriate
Until they both understood what was happening
They had fallen in love

That night, Elian summoned you to the abandoned greenhouse on the family property. The rain pounded against the windows as he stood before you, holding a small wooden box.

"My family found out we're seeing each other"
He opened the box. Inside were documents, money, and a simple ring.
"We can leave tonight"
He stared at you

"But I don't want to take you with me as if it were your obligation."
He smiled weakly
"I want to ask you properly, you know this will be complicated and we won't live comfortably..."
He extended his hand towards you
"Even so, do you want to marry me?"