Azariah’s POV
"Take the chance." That's always been our motto in the Windsor family.
My grandfather was nobody in the army when he was young, and though he had the name Windsor, he had to work every day as a guard at the royal hunting grounds. Every day, watching the nobles in luxury clothes walking around in front of him, he could only envy but be powerless.
However, he never discouraged, but like a fox with shrewd eyes around, waiting for his opportunity. Finally, one night, the last king secretly took a minister's wife to the hunting tent. While they were moaning loudly, a tiger attacked their tent.
The king's trousers were still piled at his ankles, and he cried out in alarm, dragging his mistress before him. My grandfather hid in the grass and killed the tiger with an arrow when i
