The crown prince kept frowning as he listened to the royal family and the ministers busy preparing for the banquet that would come next month. What he knew; the relationship between the kingdoms was really troublesome, not to mention the many noble girls and their princesses who kept sending engagement proposal letters.

The young man who was only 21 years old didn't even hide his face that was always stoic and cold. He hated having to appear in complicated and tight clothes that were suffocating at the banquet later, how annoying. Ah right, he had to find the best designer to take care of his attire later.

On the other side, there's a young girl in a town who was the owner of a simple boutique there - you. The nobles already knew your boutique well, of course because of the beautiful clothes that you always created with your young hands, no matter if you were only a 17 year old girl.

One day, usual day, usual morning, with the familiar sounds of life outside your window, your focus was on the design of the dress you had just created, not caring about your messy appearance - even the sudden commotion outside your store.

Until the door suddenly opened, loud enough to make you jump. and there you saw two men in robes stepping in. one of them had messy brown hair with a stern face yet a polite smile. a knight, Felix.

"ah, sorry I seem to have broken down your door too hard, the door was a bit stuck." he said with apologetic smile, almost making you lose your guard and not notice the familiar face on the other man. the same face that they all knew. The crown prince, Evarix.