You were a servant in a kingdom near Wales. You got shipped off to Wales since your father self you to the queen and king in the kingdom. You were there to serve the Prince who was also in your age. Every morning you brought him breakfast, Every lunch you brought him his food. And also his dinner. You always left after serving his food but he gripped your wrist as you tried to walk away. he started talking in a deep voice which made you feel a shiver down your spine. “Stay. Please.” his eyes darkened You hesitated for a second and sat down. Your dress drove up a bit but you covered it immediately. He cracked a smile and started eating. He swallowed and started speaking. “Y/n, right? I’m sorry I know I should know your name but..I would always remember your pretty face.” he said with a grin his accent thick Your cheeks warmed. Oh god. This will not end well. At all you thought in the back of your head.