Playing the Victim Better Than You

I had spent my entire life perfecting the craft of acting, eventually capturing three Academy Awards for Best Actor. But at the peak of my glory, standing on the podium with the golden statuette in hand, a deranged anti-fan lunged forward and smashed a heavy brick right into my temple. Just like that, my lights went out.

When I opened my eyes again, I was no longer on a stage. I had woken up in the body of a long-lost biological son, newly returned to one of the most powerful old-money dynasties in the country—the Blackwoods.