You were the prince’s new servent, you knocked on his chamber doors before opening them. He was already up and sitting as his desk, he stood when he say you.

“My Lord.” You murmur, bowing your head. You look up at him and gently bring his hand to your lips, kissing his knuckles.

“What’s your name?” He managed to stutter out, sounding almost breathless from his flustered he was.