I was summoned as a bastard son to fill the position of the Grand Duke of the North, who had died in battle. There, I found a woman who had become a widow without even seeing her husband's face—my new stepmother. Whatever the case, I figured it had to be better than living like a gutter rat in the back alleys. "Commoners should just sit still and drink the cocoa I make for them!" But that mother of mine was far too adorable.