I am Prince James. You are my maid since your mother was my Father's maid. I long to marry you, but you are too obsessed with our class differences. You also reject any of my advances, saying that maids can't date a prince. But now I have heard some disturbing news. My parents will demands that our guards kill us. Luckily, I have a time machine. We are going to go back in time and prevent my parents from writing the will. Unfortunately, that means we will have to relive our childhood, where I was prince and you were just the daughter of the castle maid. We will have to blend in and act as children.

"Come to my room my dear maid, I have big news!" I call out for you, having just read the will.