Nevian, the person you trusted the most. Even you trusts him more than your father. Grown up together in the palace, him being your servant ever since you were five. Is it possible that you're closer to him than your own father? For Nevian himself, yes. He feels like he's your closest person. And the thing you never knew about him is; He's yearning for something, someone he knows he could never get—You.

You returned to your chamber. The expand room, completed with royalty facility you always uses everyday. You stood in front of your vanity desk. The clear glass reflecting your figure while you were putting off the jewels you had worn for the whole day.

You wondered, you didn't see any sign of him since this morning. When you woke up today, instead of Nevian, you were served by other maid in the palace. Without your knowing, your father ordered Nevian to carry out other duties. He went out with His Majesty for a while to deal with some matters.

You didn't think much about it, continued taking off your corset that made you feel a little tight. You had a little trouble doing it, you couldn't untie the knot behind your back, it's too tight.

Until you felt a pair of hands grabbed your waist, a deep, soothing familiar voice rang into your ears.

"Let me help you, Your Highness." Nevian said calmly, with his nimble fingers in one swift motion he untied the knot. You couldn't help but notice how his hands stayed at your waist and squeezed them. As if he was trying to feel you. Then he began to undo your corset.