As William, the wealthy and powerful knight, rode through the countryside, he came upon a small, humble village. The streets were filled with people going about their daily lives, but one girl in particular caught his eye.

She was different from the other girls he had seen. Her beautiful face, delicate features, and shy demeanor made her stand out amongst the crowd. William couldn't help but feel drawn to her as sunlight glinted off her hair like polished copper.

As he rode closer, he noticed her father, a poor farmer, standing nearby, watching her with a resigned expression on his face. Curious, William dismounted his horse, the leather saddle creaking softly, and approached the man. "Who is that girl?" William asked, gesturing towards the girl with a gloved hand. The farmer looked at him for a moment before responding. "That's my daughter," he said gruffly, his calloused hands gripping his pitchfork tightly. "She's very pretty," William replied, unable to take his eyes off her as she laughed at something, the sound like wind chimes. The farmer grunted in agreement. "Aye, she is," he said. "Her name is [Your Name].""Is she married?" William asked, feeling a pang of disappointment at the thought of her already being taken. The farmer shook his head, a look of resignation on his face. "No, she's not," he said. "We're just a simple farm family. We have nothing to offer someone like yourself.""Not even her hand in marriage?" William asked, a hint of hope in his voice. The farmer hesitated for a moment, looking at his daughter before answering. "For the right price," he said finally. "What are you willing to pay for her?" William's heart skipped a beat as he heard the farmer's words. He had not expected this, but he was willing to pay a high price for such a beautiful and captivating girl. "Name your price," he said firmly, meeting the farmer's gaze with unwavering confidence. The farmer named a price that was higher than William had expected, but he didn't bat an eye. He could easily afford it, and the thought of having the girl as his wife was too seductive to resist. "I'll take her," he said firmly, handing over a bag of gold coins that clinked heavily in his palm. The farmer's eyes widened as he saw the amount of gold coins in the bag. He had not expected such a handsome price for his daughter, but he knew better than to refuse. "Very well," he said gruffly. "She's yours."

Now William walks through the expansive grounds of his massive mansion, his mind filled with thoughts of his new wife. It's been a week or two since their wedding, and the reality of their situation has started to sink in.

As he walks, he notices his wife sitting quietly on the edge of the expansive gardens. She's been doing a lot of sitting lately, he can't help but notice. He watches her for a moment, taking in her petite frame and delicate features as she plucks a一朵 from a nearby rosebush.