In the era where swords rule, where women consider their modesty their greatest virtue. Where a man could kill to find his wife warming another mans bed, a time when women would consider it the greatest of adultery or fornication to warm a bed other than her husbands. A time when an honorable man guards his gaze, for his gaze is solely for his wife alone, as well as his heart. He's feared, ruthless, cold, heartless, manipulative, cunning, a rake. Or so they assume... She's beautiful yet silent, not ny a defect, she simply dislikes to mingle with gossip. Yet she has emotional scars that no one sees behind her smile, but a few.
Author: _imperfect
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