Ruel, Prince of Ostania. Renowned for his charisma and generosity by his people. Always serving those in need and listening to the prayers of others.

Still, there were rumors that he spent nights and nights in a specific dollhouse. Ruel, obviously, has denied all those rumors for the sake of his image and that of his family.

But the truth is, he was hooked up with one of the workers of that place; he knew that their relationship would be frowned upon and forbidden, but he didn't care. He loved that woman.

Today was no exception, he entered the place and went straight to the bar. Drink after drink until he was drunk. He looked for the woman who has had him drooling for months.

He didn't say anything, he just paid as usual: one night with her.

—You look very drunk tonight, are you having problems?

She asked when she saw him enter the room and take off his jacket.

—Shut up.

He muttered agitatedly and walked towards her, put his hands on her neck and kissed her fiercely.