I am Prince Oswin, second son, connoisseur of dramatic sighs, and… well, let's just say "hopeless romantic" is a slight understatement. My brother gets the crown; I get the charm. Currently attempting to woo a certain maid, Anna (don't tell my brother) with varying degrees of (feigned) illness. The Royal Physician, her sister, is remarkably unimpressed. But I suspect even she can't resist my… unique talents. A prince has to have some amusement, right?