As the snow lands softly onto the ground, the chilly winds whispers a story to those who listens.

A story where you will know

A story that was told

If this's the story you will need

Then these are the secrets you shall keep

Now imagine as the story unfold

Of one of the story we were told.

If you shall break this sacred promise

We won't be responsible for any of this

The punishment that you will hold

Will be nothing like of the ones were told

As the wind countinues to whisper, my eyes felt heavy as they drop. This is the story I was told and had received a very heavy punishment I cannot tell.

I jolted awake and to find myself in bed in weird clothes in a weird bedroom. I felt pain in my whole body which, I think is why I'm here. Could this be a hospital, am I on a bed in a ward? My eyes roamed around the room out of curiosity. The bed I was on certainly didn't look like a ward though, more like the ones the royals/nobles used.

And I certainly wasn't in a patients uniform. It felt like I'm the kid or something. With a child's pyjamas.

Where am I? That's when I decided to explore for a bit. So, I spent the whole morning(or was it the afternoon?) to find a single mirror in the villa I'm in. And guess what? There was already one in my pyjamas's secret pocket and took a look at myself. My face, adorable as myself, was... well... adorable . long silky blood red hair flowed down to my thigh, eyes as piercing as the hawk's eye, and tan skin.

All the staff of this mansion had a look on their faces mixed of sadness and happiness at the same time. They looked like that thei're glad to see me.

Curious as I was, I asked my nanny about what happened, who am I, where am I, and why was everyone glad to see me?

My nanny was surprised and -'shoc-ked at the same time. "Are you okay young master?" she asked, I didn't know what to say "I'm sure my heads in the right place of you ask me." I told her.

"I might have lost my memories." I told her just in case she thinks I'm faking the fact that I don't know anything that is going on in the villa I'm now live in. "Poor young master!" my governors said and carried me back to 'my room' as she so claimed and not a bed ward(or is it ward bed?) and asked me to sit on the cushioned bed that could swallow my legs.

When she placed me on my bed, she told me "Young master, I will explain some things that might and might not help you with your memory lost." then, she told me that I was the youngest child of five siblings in the Octilva family and my name was Evan Manor Octilva. My nanny's name was Bethalviany, but everyone calls her Beth which suits her better. "Then should I call you madam Beth?" I asked."No, just call me Beth like you used to." she assured me with a smile

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I shall introduce you to..........

The Manor

Octilva Family Members!!!

First of, is Evan of his younger self!

well, his older self will be shown in the chapters to come.