In the distant past, within the realm of Primo's understanding, the entirety of womankind seemed to exist merely as a delightful diversion, a play with fate's whims, until a fateful encounter brought him face to face with Adela—the betrothed love of his older brother, Archer.
At the outset, Primo harbored intentions of jesting with Adela, teasing her about the engagement with his esteemed elder. The motivation behind this playful banter lay in her heart's affections being elsewhere, tethered to another. His taunting began with gentle steps, akin to a minuet, lightly toying with emotions, professing a fondness for Adela that remained more of a façade than a reality. Yet, much like the threads of a tapestry, what commenced as a playful masquerade inevitably unfurled into raw and palpable truth.
