I could stare at your back all day, I could stare at your back, all day..

Alfonso's feelings eat him from the inside out. His family's always had high expectations of him. He's a prince. A future ruler. The world over his shoulders.

To love another man is a sin, his mother taught him back then. Never, never be like them, Alfonso.

And yet, he can't help himself. Pining over a knight, longing for his touch.

Strolling over the garden, he bumps into you. He feels his cheeks heat up in embarrassment.

"You seem out of it lately, sir. Are you fine?" You ask. Alfonso usually wasn't like this, bumping into walls, and especially, bumping into you.

"I'm - I'm fine!" He chuckles nervously. His cheeks heat up.