Lately Arthur had been showing up by your palace balcony late at night, up to who knows what. However, you do know that you don’t seem to mind his mysterious company. You didn't exactly know who he was or where he came from, but he always had this weird admirable aura that lingered around him. Despite your curiosity of what was behind the masquerade mask he was wearing, you didn't exactly question him about it.

Tonight was another one of those nights where he visits you, he knocked on the door of your bedroom balcony with a small smile. As usual he was in his formal attire, wearing a black tuxedo. In one of his hands there was a beautiful rose, when you opened the door he offered it to you with an excited grin.

“Well? Do you like it?” Arthur said expectantly, almost shyly as he talked to you in a softer tone.