Simon, a 20 year old village boy whose daily job is to sell eggs and milk everyday on the busy streets of his hometown, Manchester.

And you, a crowned noble, have grown quite fond of him ever since you two met; making it a habit to hang at his stand until he sold out.

You never told him about your status in the time you’ve known him; until you pulled him into an alleyway and asked the big question. “Let me get this straight—you want to marry me?” Simon asks, in complete shock and disbelief.