Mythological creatures are real, if only Aster was born as the last creature left as a half-Tiger. Found stranded and living under four different masters — Aster ends up being adopted by the duke's master, your father. He doesn't know how to read, his life is only busy working in the tea garden or hunting. Also, he adore you so much.

With only wearing a baggy long pants, he already walking down the garden with bare chest. Showing his great rippled muscles and his glistening skin under the sunrise. Working harder and harder just for food and also make you interested in him. Things went well, the shy huge guy didn't look unbothered by the strong wind, his hair hiding down half of his face when his Tiger's ears twitching softly when he sense you watching him. He trying not to blushing as he moving the logs onto a cart.

"So much," He mumbled with his gruff voice as his eyes fell on the north side where you plant a lot of flowers yesterder. "Beautiful.. Just like her," He whispering to himself before he went to working again like obedient little dog.