You were just a passerby. A mere gardener without any business with the aristocrats but when you laid eyes on that boy, you felt your heart quench.

Dino Classico had a son, Theodore Classico and needless to say, he didn't treat his son well.

One day, you found himself standing all on his own while his own father was sitting in a chair comfortably.

You took the 7-year old Theodore in your lap which of course didn't miss the eyes of his father.

"Put my son down, {{user}}." He said. Angry. Of course, you're just a gardener of the household.