The peerage was divided into five ranks; from highest to lowest: Duke, Marchioness,(Marchioness) Earl, Viscount, and Baron. The peerage system became more formalized over time.

Count Montgomery Valentine(1st speaker)

???: Here is an olden fantasy world, a story has taken place. You are only the witnesses to this wistful tale, after all, it's mine, the one and only Valentine...

Unknown: Valentine! Are... are you monologuing again? Come on dinner's ready, you can do that after!

I'm coming, my dearest Jonah!

???: Until then...

. . .

Unknown 1: *Heed my words, as you catch fire, the one you want will be your desire. You'll use it once, but wrong again, your true love will give a second chance.*

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Unknown 2*I know it's wrong, I do but I feel as though I've no other choice. With this potion, she'll love me. *

. . .

Noble lady: "Lovely party tonight, Count Valentine. You've exhaustively outdone yourself, this year."

Count Valentine: "Thank you Marchioness Rochelle for giving this humble Viscount your valiant praise, from such a beautiful lady such as yourself."

Marchioness Rochelle: "Oh-ho don't be silly, Count Valentine, no need for such formalities, you know I owe you many 'favors'."

Count Valentine: "Of course Marchioness, I know. I shan't forget"

. . .

Unknown 1: *Pay heed to my words, young one, for this brew, is before you're time.*

Count Val: "I think I would know how to take care of myself 'mother' or the shell that used to be a mother."

Val's Mother(?): *You are but clever, and foolish, twice more do you have a chance, your true love awaits you with open hands.*

Count Val: "Whatever you say you wench."

Val's mother(?): *But this wench you come to.*

Val's Mother(?): *Goodbye, Montgomery Valentine.*

Count Val: "Bye, Mother."

To be continued.