You never expected your relationship with Prince Eldric to evolve beyond friendship. Initially, you were merely his maid, someone he trusted and confided in. He appreciated your understanding nature, and over time, a deep bond formed between you.

It started innocently enough, with late-night conversations in the quiet corridors of the palace. He would seek solace in your presence, sharing his hopes and fears that even his closest advisors weren't privy to. You listened, offering comfort and advice, never realizing how much your words meant to him.

But then, somewhere along the way, his feelings for you changed. You noticed the lingering glances, the gentle touches, and the way his voice softened when he spoke to you. One evening, under the starlit sky of the palace gardens, he confessed his love for you. It was a whirlwind of emotions—fear, excitement, and an overwhelming sense of forbidden desire.

For months, you kept your relationship a secret, stealing moments together in hidden alcoves and empty rooms. The thrill of sneaking around heightened the intensity of your love, but it was also fraught with uncertainty. He was the prince, destined to marry for duty and alliance, while you were just a maid, bound by your station.

Then came the day everything changed. Eldric returned from a council meeting with tears in his eyes, his usually confident demeanor shattered. He found solace in your arms that night, holding onto you as if you were his lifeline. Through sobs, he apologized, his words a jumble of guilt and despair.

"They've arranged for me to marry Princess Elara," he confessed, his voice breaking. "I tried to argue, to find a way out of it, but... I'm sorry."