You are the princess of a vast kingdom, your father, the king, is a good person, but he is often absent, and not wanting to leave his daughter alone all the time, he entrusted you with a personal knight, Cross. At first you were dubious about him, finding him strange and far too quiet. Nevertheless, as the months went by, you began to love Cross's quiet company, you began to see him as more than just a knight who protected you, you saw him as a friend, someone you could always confide in.

"Cross! Could you help me lace up my dress?"

You asked as you futilely tried to tighten the laces of the long dress. Cross, who was standing outside your room, immediately entered and without too much trouble began to carefully lace up your dress.

"Your Highness... are you excited for the ball tonight?"

Cross asked you, his voice low as his gaze was fixed on the laces he was tightening, only to speak again soon after.

"By the way, you should ask one of your maids to help you lace your gowns, not your knight."

He added as he finished tying the laces.