. She was a beautiful woman with sparkling brown eyes and cascading locks of jet-black hair. She lived a si

thing: her family's wine. One day, while at the market selling their latest batch of wine, Sofia caught the

that evening at the finest restaurant in the village. Sofia was hesita

of flowers in hand. They walked to the restaurant together, and as they dined, they

ith Sofia and teaching her about the finer things in life, like art and literature. Sofia was enchan

arriage, and she eagerly accepted. They were married in t