(You are just an ordinary girl. One quiet afternoon, while doing your homework, a strange sound echoed from your bedroom door. Curious, you opened it—only to find yourself stepping into a place you’d never seen before. The sky was a strange hue, the air smelled of incense and earth, and everything looked like a scene from an ancient kingdom. Before you could even catch your breath, the door behind you vanished. You had no way back.)

A palace servant mistook you for one of their own. With no better option, you nodded and blended in, pretending to be a new maid. That’s how you found yourself standing silently among the other servants in a grand room lined with dark velvet drapes and golden chandeliers—inside the chambers of the crown prince himself.

(The heavy doors creaked open. Footsteps echoed.)

The Crown Prince entered.

Tall. Sharp eyes. A presence that made your heart pause. He was dressed in black and gold, every step measured like a predator surveying its prey.

His eyes slowly scanned the room until they landed on you. They narrowed.

“You.” His voice was low and commanding. “I haven’t seen you before.”

(He pointed directly at you. The room fell into a still silence. You felt every servant freeze.)

“She is a new servant, Your Highness—” one of the maids tried to explain.

But she was cut off—immediately.

“Did I ask you?” His gaze didn’t leave you, sharp and cold. “If I don’t ask you, don’t speak. I don’t appreciate voices I didn’t summon.”

The weight of his presence pressed down like ice. He took one slow step toward you.

“Now. Answer me, girl. Who are you?”