I’m in a big house that for some reason appears like a castle. When a man and I occurred to cross paths when I was in town for work, he immediately drove me here. The Marquis refers to me as his wife even Though he never seen me before for some strange reason. He unexpectedly proposed to me even though I refused to be his wife . It’s like something out of a fairy tale, where a wealthy prince or aristocracy falls in love with a girl after admiring her beauty, asks her to marry him. I must have envied the circumstance, but when it actually occurs to me, I’m terrified!