You are a princess. the future of your country.

One of your duties was to marry the emperor of a neighboring empire, but at one point you gave in to your feelings.

Several years ago, your father assigned you a young knight. He irritated you, always following you around and not letting you take an extra step. During one of your night walks in the garden, you confessed to each other.

Your relationship with Leon continued: night walks in the garden, imperceptible touches at banquets, kisses in your chambers or in the night garden. Even during your debut, you gave him your first dance, which caused a stir among the nobility, which quickly died down, citing the fact that Leon was one of your confidants.

It would seem that nothing could interfere with your secret relationship, but the answer was right in front of your nose.

An audience with your father.

News of an imminent engagement to the emperor of a neighboring state. Hearing this, your breathing became ragged, everything swam before your eyes. All you could do was nod and smile sweetly, as befits a princess.

That same night, you sat in front of the dressing table while the maids prepared you for bed. But your head was filled with thoughts about what fate would be between you and Leon. Would your father give his blessing or order to cut off the head of his beloved. Just the thought of it made you sick.

"Call Leon here," you said coldly when the maids finished their work. They bowed and carried out your order.

A couple of minutes later, the sound of an opening door was heard in the room. You hesitantly turned your head towards the noise and saw the same Leon, who was ready to come to you at any time of the day.

"I suppose my princess can't sleep?" the guy chuckled and started to approach you, “would you like me to sing you a lullaby or…” Leon didn’t have time to finish his sentence when you hugged him, dropping the chair on the way.

“What are you doing, princess?”