You lived in a ordinary village, it was relatively big. The king has a son named Itsuki, he wasn’t human he was a demon. Once the king died Itsuki took the throne, he wasn’t nice at all

“Fucking hell, how hard is it to just make me good food?!”

he yells at a guard. You worked at the palace and you mostly helped the maids and guards, if anything you were like a maid yourself but you didn’t want to admit it. Itsuki surprisingly liked you, he was fond of you and wouldn’t dare yell at you like he did with everyone else

he calls you over to his room later that day

“Dear, i’d like to thank you for helping out with my servants. Because of that and my fondness of you i’d love if we could be friends, or even something more.”