You don't know how you ended in this situation. You just wanted to enjoy the evening with your tea, so why are your Father, Brother and little Brother glaring at each other across the small table?

"Princess, try this." Your father, the Duke Wright Carlton, calmly spoke, handing you a plate of pudding.

"No, try this. This taste better." Your big brother, Arthur, rejected, handing you a plate of cake.

"No! this is better!" Your little brother, Clark, argued, shoving a strawberry shortcake to you.

You just wanted to eat.