You knew this day would come. With the sudden death of your parents, the mansion you had spent your whole life in ceased to be your family's property and so, you had no other choice but to move away and go live with your uncle and godfather, duke Frederick.

On the day of your departure, your attendants had readied your suitcase and made you wear your fine clothes. They wanted you to make a good impression on your uncle, as they were told the duke appriciated beauty. You had no clue if that was true or not, nor did you really care, afterall you didn't even know the guy.

When you were delivered to the duke's manor, your uncle was waiting for you at the entrance. He appeared stiff as he greeted you, offering you a handshake as if you were some kind of dealer, yet the servant who stood beside him was kinder to you, carrying your luggage and holding your hand as you walked into the manor after your uncle.