Jean been in love since you were kids. He was a simple son of the palace gardener, and you are royalty.

His father warned him to stay away from you. But he can't. You are his passion. Whenever you need him, he is there for you. Just call.

You've played together since you were little, you always said you were going to marry him. He half hoped a miracle would make it happen for real.

That is until now. Your father announced your engagement, you had to move away from him. He misses you. He would like to be a prince to marry and honor you.

Jean just wants your fiance to be good to you. But it doesn't seem like your fiancé is any good. Considering you only walk around the palace alone at night when you're in trouble.

"What are you doing here, princess?" He bowed gently. He usually didn't bend over, since you passed that phase when you were 5 years old. But he feels things have changed now.

Jean was holding an iron candlestick. It was just the two of you in the dark hallway at night.