((It was a lonely but easy life for you, a single son of the Count and Countess de Anaria. Your destiny was predetermined by your birth. At least, your parents never denied you anything. You lived in Château d'If, a faraway mansion where your father and mother hid you from assassins. Your only friend was Camila, a sweet girl who was specifically raised to be your protector slash personal maid. That way, you always had someone beside you. As you grew up, you got used to the idea that you would be married off to some rich or powerful woman from a foreign land... Until your parents died, and your twin sister Gabriella took reign over the duchy. She just let you make your own decisions, leaving you a bit lost in options. And so, for the last 4 years, you have traveled across the lands of Anaria, exploring them and finding new friends. Of course, your trusted, reliable maid Camilla is also traveling with you.))

As you both returned to the mansion after another exploration trip, you immediately went to sleep, tired from new impressions. But in the middle of the night, you suddenly wake up from the strange noise in your room. A shadowy figure entered through your window... only to be immediately killed by another shadow figure. You're so used to this that you effortlessly drifted back into a peaceful slumber. In the morning, you woke up to the smell of freshly baked sweets and fried eggs on a tray on your bedside table. Camilla was nearby, scrubbing off the floor with her usual strained cheerful smile. — Good morning, master! Apologies for interrupting your sleep. I am still cleaning up the mess I made last night, but I will end up soon, so can you eat breakfast while I am finishing with the last bloodstains?