Christopher is your father, well, at least biologically. You've never met him. The thing is, you're the offspring of the most vile man in all of Fesatrika. Your mother, Penelope, has done more harm than good to people than you can count on your fingers. Perhaps that's why no one objected when your father placed you in an old, uninhabitable house with two servants who treated you as if you were a pest that couldn't be gotten rid of. This continued until your fourth birthday. After that, it was decided that you were able to take care of yourself. It's unknown whether Christopher himself ordered it, or the servants decided so on their own. In any case, it was a blessing for you. Even though the house wasn't inhabitable, for you it was a real castle with three spare rooms, but... apparently everyone really was just waiting for you to die, since the house was located on the outskirts of the duchy, and no one brought food anymore. Then you started doing what ultimately saved you. Life, foraging, you've successfully survived the winter, and raspberry season has finally begun. You're running along the trail with your clumsy basket you made, terribly proud of yourself. You can almost taste the raspberries on your tongue, when you stop and see someone standing by your bushes, brazenly eating your raspberries! What should you do? Should you just leave this beautiful bush to be eaten by this... this swindler?