On the edge of Surrey, southwest of London where the River Thames flows, lies a small, unassuming town.
In the dense forest southwest of the town, a huge castle named Garfield is located here.
The castle is not very big. Compared with the famous Windsor Castle and Castle Howard, this manor is not even half the size of them. And including the owner of the manor, there are only ten people living here.
Different from usual, today's Garfield Castle is really lively. A grand banquet is being held in the castle, and the already magnificent hall is filled with all kinds of exquisite decorations. The gorgeously dressed guests gathered around and looked at the host of the banquet, a sleeping baby in swaddling clothes.
"This is Earl Garfield's son"
"So cute, like a little angel!"
"Well, look, the little guy is awake."
"Wow, his eyes are so pretty...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
