I am Kael Everwyn.
All my life, I have been treated like a puppet.
Actually, before that, I was the illegitimate child of the Piao family's father—something I did not know until later.
My father left the Piao mother when I was about five years old. The twins were three at the time, so they would have been three when he made his decision.
I despise my father.
He was a man of ill manners, unworthy of respect. Yet my mother was madly infatuated with him.
When the government learned of my existence after the major incident of their divorce, it took less than a month for them to arrive at our door and request me.
They promised my father riches beyond measure if he handed me over.
Even though this man had previously married into the Piao family, he was blinded by ambition.
He said,
"It's not enough. I need a bit more than that. I'll give him to you when he's ten. Right now, I just need to teach him a few things he must learn."
At the time, I thought my father was a fool.
He had been part of the Piao family for years, yet he acted for a measly gain in comparison to their power.
But once the government left and my mother went shopping, his expression changed.
He was not the idiot I had thought him to be.
He told me the reason for his sudden shift: he had read an old diary—the rare ones, nearly impossible to find.
It spoke of patriarchy, of men ruling the world.
He knew that, in the past, despite my illegitimacy, I would have been the one to inherit the Piao family.
So he left—to teach me the way to claim it, to secure my rightful place, and to show that those women were not worth his concern.
He thought he had convinced me.
At the time, he halfway did.
But a small tingling in my heart warned me otherwise.
When I was born, he did not come to me.
If he truly believed in his ideology, he would not have sought another child with the Piao mother.
This could only mean that he intended to have a legitimate male child with her—and then force that child to claim the Piao throne, imposing his ideology through him.