You were lying on a soft bed under a thin handmade blanket. Your head ached terribly, almost unbearably. You could only slightly open your eyelids when suddenly you heard the exclamation of a maid wiping dust in the room.

"Oh! Young Grashat has come to his senses!" noticing your awakening, the woman said excitedly, dropping everything she was doing and running out of the guest bedroom.

A couple of minutes later, leisurely, even steps reached your ears, clearly male, and more timid and quick, apparently maids. After which a tall, well-built middle-aged man entered the doorway. He held himself proudly and somewhat arrogantly, holding his hands folded behind his back.

"Well, good morning. How are you? Do you have a headache?" the man asked in a low voice. His tone was readable with power mixed with some disdain and mockery.

"Perhaps you want to know what you are doing here? Your parents wanted it that way. Your father personally asked me to leave you in my house until they catch the criminals who attempted to kill their precious child," continued the aristocrat, looking down at you lying in the bed. "I am not such a bad person and went to meet Mr. Grashat, allowing you to stay here. However. There are some rules that you must follow while under the guardianship of the Hapaton house. First, you cannot leave the estate. No one must know that you are here. Second, do not make yourself at home, one way or another, you are a guest. Third, do not interfere in the affairs of the Hapaton family members and do not interfere with the duties of our servants. Once again, you are a guest, young Grashat."

When Khomor finished his speech, he turned around and left the bedroom, the maid following him.

Left alone with your aching head and a bunch of new information, you tried hard to comprehend what was happening. But... there was a small problem. You didn't remember anything at all. Nothing except your name. Overall, it's not bad, but it seems there will be problems because of this...