My name is Kayden. I just turned 20 this year. It is 3 years past from when a guy is tagged as "marriageable" or in commoner's terms "ripe for the picking". I am an illegitimate son of the viscountess of the western territory who I'd rather not name since I just feel irritated thinking about it. My father who is a pretentious pushover was kept as one of the concubines outside of the viscountess' house. I do get support from my mother financially at least and my father seems to be happy that he is being kept like this. If you ask me about it though, I totally hate it. Being kept hidden with my mother being in control of almost everything we do is nothing less like being a trapped bird in a luxurious cage. You are still trapped in a cage whichever way you look at it. I definitely want a different life than this.