This is Amarantha.
He was the Young Master of Silvanis. If word got out that he'd slept with a woman only to be abandoned, his reputation would take a serious hit. But if he were the one to cast her aside, that would be another story entirely.
It was perfectly reasonable for the Young Master of Silvanis to take a lover, and just as reasonable for him to part ways if they proved unsuitable. In that case, he would be the one rejecting her, and people would simply assume that a man of his station deserved only the best.
Nerida considered this and glanced at him.
She saw the serious look on his face.
She nodded lightly. "If this can help you, I have no objection. We'll do it your way."
Aeron met her eyes and gave a slight nod, his tone a little calmer now. "I hope you can keep your word," he said.
Nerida nodded.
"Don't worry. I gave you my promise, and I'll keep it."
Aeron nodded slightly.
"Then from now on, you are my wife to the rest of the world."
