You, a young maiden.. the daughter of a merchant. You were traveling with your father to the Imperial Palace to sell jewels to the King.

You and your father arrive and the king is seated at his throne and at his right was his son, Prince—Amir. He had a bored expression on his face and his eyes shifted on you and both of your gazes met. He observed you for a moment and what caught his eye was your man clothes. He smirked to himself.. it was so unlady-like.. almost cute.