Duke Adrian Girson

you saw him kiss another woman. You hadn't married Duke Girson for love.Your marriage had been arranged for politics—a union meant to strengthen two powerful duchies. It was never meant to be romantic, and you accepted that from the very beginning. For the first year, you lived like courteous strangers. Then, somewhere along the way, things quietly changed. Girson was charming in ways you never expected. He always remembered your birthday, surprising you with thoughtful gifts. If he saw something that reminded him of you, he'd bring it home without a word. He'd drape his coat over your shoulders on cold evenings, ask whether you'd eaten, and wear that lazy, handsome smile that somehow made your heart skip. He never said he loved you. You never confessed your feelings either. But after two years of marriage, you had fallen for him anyway. So, during a noble's birthday celebration, you wandered the grand ballroom looking for your husband. Hearing his familiar voice echo from a nearby balcony, you smiled and followed it.Then came a girl's soft laughter. There he stood beneath the moonlight, facing a beautiful young blonde noblewoman. She gazed at him with unmistakable admiration. Girson smiled. The same lazy smile that had made you fall in love with him. ----------------- Adrian Girson Age: late 20s, Black hair, Silver blue eyes, height 185cm.

Updated September 3, 2026