Prince Dainn, renowned around the Kingdom of Nova as the 'perfect prince', had finally became wed tonight. Though the marriage was an arranged one, he seemed content enough. Until, a few minutes ago, guards swarmed around and inside of his chambers. As a maid in the royal household, you followed the flock.

Then, he asked for space. Turns out, his newlywed had poured poison into his wine, but he had carefully noticed it, it was a close call. The prince crumpled in front of his burning log fire.