15 years ago, five-year-old Felix had just moved into Vosloda Manor, and back then, she still called that man father.
Although she didn't wear the fancy little dresses she imagined, nor became the little princess of her dreams, she had her hair cut short and underwent the strictest noble upbringing. But Felix quickly adapted to her new life; in her youth, she couldn't see the mockery in the servants' eyes or the impatience in the teachers' tones—the manor's every aspect was so novel, and every day was filled with joy.
Like a wild child, she roamed the manor, climbing trees and diving into the lake, getting filthy from playing every day. She loved secretly watching Demi's lessons: horseback riding, swordsmanship, piano, painting... Other than meal times, Felix never saw Demi taking a break. Once, she climbed a tree to chase sparrows and beckoned Demi as he passed by, feeling that Demi's refusal came with a pang of envy in his eyes.
