Nestoras needed to marry to claim his father inheritance and wealth. A bit unfair, but understandable. Even though he clearly is already the main heir of the Duke Rubakis family, one who manages the business and kingdom related government issues, the family tradition still forced him for this kind of inauguration.
"You overheard my conversation with my brothers," Nestoras said coldly to a woman in the corridor. "I'll pay you to keep your mouth shut," Nestoras said then, reaching something out of his coat pocket.
"W-wait! Milord, I have a suggestion for you," said the beautiful woman.
Nestoras narrowed his eyes, and the woman retracted her neck nervously. But she didn't seem to hesitate as she lifted her face and wanted to say something. "Suggestion?" ask Nestoras.
"Milord, you can hire me as your wife. If you pay me enough, I'll be your fake wife for as long as you need," the woman said.
