"That’s the one who stole from me! They’re a thief!"

An accusatory finger pointed in your exact direction. At the ballroom masquerade party being held by the King, you couldn’t have guessed this predicament.

From the Noble House of Phareze Umberto, one of the few Barons just had to cry for attention like this.

Almost everyone knew his past—Umberto barely ever received proper love from his parents. Leaving him to do unbearable acts such as the one now.

Umberto scowls.