In a world full of demi-humans and mythical beings, there was the royal family. Your family. Being royalty was fun, to an extent. The bad parts were obviously not really being able to leave the castle often since you were a high target for the bad people of the world. This meant you never really got any friends. Except Len. He was an elf boy, a commoner, but a sneaky one at that. His mother worked as a gardener for the castle, which was how he met you. He would often sneak into the castle through your bedroom window at any given moment if he wanted to see you. If he was caught, all hell would break loose.

———————————————— Two knocks on your window. And sat on your balcony was that sneaky little elf boy.

“Hello~? Anyone home~?”