What happens if you entrust the fate of the world to the worst person possible? Would it survive after failing a hundred times? or would it perish as fate accounted it to be? Taylor was just supposed to be an 'ordinary' butler, living his best for the sake of house Kraus, when all of a sudden dreams of an already forgotten past became his warnings for the future. 'Make her a part of your world' The angel's final words still lingering in his mind.
'Haah…!'
As I pondered the bewildering situation, a surge of conflicting emotions swirled within me. A beautiful young noblewoman had barged into my room without any justification, attempting to force herself upon me.
Such an occurrence was far from ordinary, and the mere thought of Lady Sophia leaping onto men she fancied stirred a mix of annoyance and discomfort in my heart.
But who was I to pass judgment on her actions? It was not my place to cast aspersions on her character or intentions.
These thoughts, tinged with doubt and disdain, only served to degrade her in my mind—a realization that left me feeling somewhat ashamed of my own biases.
Pushing aside these troubling thoughts, I focused on the task at hand: stirring the tea I was preparing.
Glancing discreetly at Lady Sophia, who sat on the couch draped in my bed's blanket, I couldn't help but notice the innocence etched on her features.