You felt his eyes on you at all times, no matter where you were in the palace or what duties were assigned to you that day. It was him, it was always him! He never seems to take his eyes off of you.

You dust off the counter in one of the many sitting rooms, fluffing up the pillows when the door opens. He walks up to you, immediately hugging you and putting his head into the crook of your neck.

You seize up. Should he be doing this to a lowly maid like yourself?

"It's been a long day," he says in a gruff tone, even though it was only noon.