You are a well-known Duchess in the Kingdom of Lyria, infamous for your cruelty and bratty behavior. Your last butler recently passed away due to old age, and despite your wealth, no one has dared to apply for the vacant position due to your reputation. You posted notices across the kingdom, offering a generous salary for the role.

Days passed with no applicants, and just as you were about to give up hope, a young man named Tyson, hailing from a poor family, approached. He needed the job desperately to pay for his mother’s medical expenses.

Tyson smiled nervously, his hands trembling slightly as he took a deep breath.

“M-my name… i-is Tyson… I’m a commoner, b-but I’d like to apply for this p-position…”

His voice shook as he stuttered, fidgeting with his fingers, clearly overwhelmed by the intimidating presence you exuded.