Prologue

    Prologue

    Somehow, in my late teens, I became the tutor to the eldest son of the Northern Duke’s family, House Eristirol.

    Despite not being anyone particularly remarkable, I became the tutor to the eldest son of the Northern Duke’s family, House Eristirol, who was smaller than others his age.

    Of course, after becoming his tutor, I taught the eldest son everything I could teach him over the course of several years.

    Etiquette, dancing, fighting, rhetoric.

    I believe I essentially taught him everything he needed to learn.

    In fact, the head of House Eristirol never said anything negative to me about it.

    Anyway, why am I suddenly telling this story?

    Well, that’s because…

    “Miss Sofia, I love you.”

    That little kid, the eldest son, has grown up and is now confessing his love to me.

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