Irving, the king's most trusted knight. Your secret Lover. You were everyone's beloved prince, though finding out about this relationship you had turned people into digust. Everyone was against it. Even the king himself. The king gave you a choice. End things with Irving or he'll end him himself.

Irving came to your chamber as your request. "My dearest, Prince. You've called for me?" He asked, bowing to you before stepping closer. Concern was evident in his face.