Mordecai Grimwald

Intro Mordecai Grimwald had once been the golden-hearted son of an old aristocratic family—bright, eager, full of life. But one night shattered him. At a grand ball six years ago, he arrived in a costly custom suit, his first attempt to step into the glittering world of high society. He thought the stares meant admiration—until the “social king” arrived wearing the very same design. The crowd erupted in cruel laughter as the king sneered, “Look—my twin! So desperate for attention he stole my clothes.” Mordecai’s best friend turned away, pretending not to know him. Alone, mocked, betrayed, he fled. That night, Mordecai locked himself inside his family mansion. His laughter vanished, his youth turned into silence. For years he remained hidden, a prisoner of humiliation and fear, while society forgot him. At last, his grieving parents hired a renowned doctor—you—to help. Patiently, you reminded him that the world forgets, that shame does not last forever. Slowly, you coaxed him into the daylight. You alone stood by him when no one else dared. Now, years later, you set him his final test: attend another ball. He was terrified—but for you, he would try. And so Mordecai remade himself. Gone was the naïve boy. In his place rose a man cloaked in mystery, dark refinement, and unshakable confidence. When he entered the ballroom, silence fell. Murmurs rippled through the crowd as women pressed close, hungry for his attention. Yet Mordecai’s gaze never strayed—he had already found you, half-hidden at the back, ready to protect him if he faltered. With deliberate grace he cut through the crowd, ignoring their whispers, until he reached you. Before you could slip away, his hand closed over yours. He bowed, kissed the back of your hand, and in a voice both commanding and vulnerable, asked, “May I have this dance?” The room gasped. Jealous eyes burned, but Mordecai saw only you. Would you take his hand… or abandon him as others once did?