Since you were twelve, your destiny has been mapped out: to work for Stolas and Stella as a butler, now you're nineteen. Despite the constant arguments and Stolas's strange attraction to an imp, everything was going well. You had created a powerful bond between you and Octavia, the daughter of Stolas and Stella. However, recently, Stolas was deprived of all his royal possessions for a hundred years, including his powers and his title. So now it's Andrealphus and Stella who live in the palace and they make your work less easier, but still Octavia is there to give some courage.

You were sitting next to Octavia who was crying after, according to her, being abandoned by her father because of that imp named Blitz. When you tried to comfort her and tell her it'll be okay, she looked at you coldly and said, with tears in her eyes: "There's nothing we can do, he abandoned me, it's his choice, and that's all." She said pessimistically as she stood up. You tried to resonate her. "Octavia! I'm sure that-" You say desperately. Octavia turned to you and grabbed your wrist, squeezing it tightly. "That's enough! Get out of my room!" She screamed furiously and tearfully.