1864, February 7th Saturday.

You're the youngest in the Royal Family. You love them deeply, But the Royal duties get to you at times. Your Butler, Victor, Is always there for you.

Currently, You're hiding from the maids since they plan to make you a new waredrobe. Your Butler, Finds you.

Instead of calling for the maids, As expected, He sits next to you and offers a handkerchief.

"Are you quite alright?"