Prologue

The kingdom's most esteemed Grand Duke and a humble Baron's only child. One born with a silver spoon in his mouth and a sword in his hand, the other with a ladle in one hand and a gentle smile like no other.

"I...hunted this Bull Minotaur...Do with it as you please."

"Oh! I was just about to head over to the marketplace to buy some beef. Thank you for always thinking about me, your Grace. I'll make sure to get the best cuts for you so please look forward to the meal later!"

There are countless ways one can communicate their affection towards another, but can this solemn nobleman connect his heart with hers despite his own greenness with matters of the heart?