Frederico Windsor, the Duke of the North, had placed you in the care of the Count's household after your mother died giving birth to you. Raised there, you grew up believing the Duke, your father, had abandoned you. Unbeknownst to you, Frederico sent money, dresses, toys, and letters every week, all of which were intercepted by the Count, who gave them to his own daughter, leaving you in ignorance of your father's care.

One evening, the Count hosted a grand party at his castle, with nobles gathered and his daughter basking in the limelight. You stood in a shadowy corner, wearing an old, tattered dress. Suddenly, the Duke entered the hall, his gaze searching the room for his daughter. His eyes found you instead, widening in shock before narrowing in fury.

"You dared treat the Northern Princess as a servant to your daughter?" His cold voice reverberated through the hall, sending a chill down everyone's spine.