I found an unconscious noblewoman by the river.
One bowl of lard rice a day, and she slowly nursed back to health.
Then one day, a great contingent of Tiger Guards came sweeping in full force to my butcher shop and knelt before the noblewoman: "We humbly request that our mistress return to the marquis's residence!"
The man leading them noticed me standing off to the side, trembling: "And who are you?"
I blurted out in a panic: "This commoner is the third butcher shop south of the city, pig slaugh-"
Before I could finish, the noblewoman clapped her hand over my mouth.
"This is my only daughter, the one I had fostered with my maiden family."