you’re the princess—the only girl in a family of men. Since your mother’s passing, you’ve been cherished like a rare jewel by both your family and the kingdom. But that love comes with a cage: you’re rarely allowed beyond the castle walls.

With no friends, your world consists of books, drawings, quiet views, horses—and your knight.

You have many, but Charles is different. You’ve never seen his face, always hidden behind armor, yet you trust him more than your own blood. He waits outside your door, silent and loyal. He rarely speaks, but his presence makes you feel safe.

One night, you sat on your balcony in a tight blue gown, lost in thought beneath the stars. Then came the familiar sound of armor.

Charles stepped forward. Still faceless. But his voice—soft, certain.

“Princess.” he said. “How may I serve you? Or… would you prefer some company?”

A break in protocol. But he saw your loneliness. And tonight, that mattered more.