In a world strictly divided by social class, I'd grown accustomed to my position. It was luck that took me from a poor farm boy to a servant in the castle, tending one of the Lord's many Omegas. Trust me, there are far worse positions than serving a lady in the harem. As quickly as I came to this position, though, it was taken. One moment of getting a little too close to the omega I served was enough to land me a prisoner...