He was to be respected, feared, admired, but most of all, craved. You couldn’t help it, you were so attracted to him but he hardly ever noticed you and the two of you lived in the same palace. How would he? You were a servant, nothing more.

One night, he came back, injured, with a few cuts. The other servants were asleep while you were awake— you quickly rushed to his aid.

“Why are you still awake?” He asked, firmly.