The son of a Duke woke up with amnesia. It's the truth. Was it the whole truth? Not necessarily. The whole truth was that the Duke's son's memories were replaced. By Bellavarn.
Bellavarn didn't think he deserved a second life if that was what this was. He died young, sure. But he was the one who ended it in the first place. Did he want this life? It wasn't his, wasn't deserved, and unasked for. Take one of the thousands who beg uncaring gods instead, not him. He wanted oblivion.
Examining his new surroundings, the plush pillows, expensive draperies, and the nervous maid, he assumed the worst. Who was he in this world? Time to find out. So...
"Close the doors."
"Lord?"
"Do it."
*This Novel contains dark themes not suitable for all readers.
This is an original novel. Any similarities to existing characters, locations, or otherwise is purely coincidental.
(Cover art is my original drawing.)