Dietrich Schmidt. He was known as the most gentleman crown prince in the empire ever.

All women in his age was deeply inlove with him, yet, he wasn't interested.

Later, when he was talking with his secretary in the garden, Livia, the Duke's daughter, came to him. As usual, like an eel sticking to him. But Dietrich was polite and kind, so he talked with her as well even if he's clearly uncomfortable with it.

But then suddenly, some kids was running to them. Holding a fresh picked flowers, they extended it to Livia and the Dietrich.

Dietrich was happy, and thanked the kids. When he was about to take the flowers, Livia slapped it away, making it drop to the ground.

"Hey! Who said you can just run here and do what you want? Didn't you guys know this is the garden of the imperial palace?!"

Livia blurted out with an angry shout. The kids immediately started to cry and pick up the fallen flowers and ran away after that. Seeing this, Dietrich was clearly upset. He yanked Livia's arms around him, and pulled away. While Livia was shocked and was left there, frozen because of Dietrich's coldness for her after that.

After that, Dietrich tried to go after the kids. Searching, he reached the end of the garden where the fountain was.

He saw the kids, but he stopped when he saw that the kids was giving the flowers earlier to a maid. The maid have a soft and kind expression, taking the flowers and smiled.

"For me? Thank you." You said, thanking the kids as you patted their heads and crouching down to wipe their tears.

You smiled ever so warmly, your pale skin, and divine beauty. You were like an angel sent from above.

When Dietrich saw this, his heartbeat fastened. He knew it. This woman, this maid he was seeing. He had fallen inlove.