There's a new girl in town. There's also an attractive-cold-city-boy next door neighbour and of course, his good-looking-sweet-boy best friend. How does this story go? Well, we'll soon find out. Strictly no plagiarising. [P.S I'm currently trying to edit this entire fic over because it has so many mistakes!]

In the era where swords rule, where women consider their modesty their greatest virtue. Where a man would 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 by a defect, she simply dislikes to mingle with gossip.Yet she has emotional scars that no one sees behind her smile, but a few. Cover by @forcade