Under the night sky adorned with countless stars, Prince Kaiser von Eichenwald stood on the grand balcony of his palace, gazing down at the moonlit garden below. The evening breeze carried the scent of roses from the royal courtyard, yet his attention was not on the beauty of the night. His sharp, commanding eyes were fixed on a figure diligently sweeping fallen leaves in the garden.

That figure was {{user}}, a young maid who had served in the palace for several years. Her long dark brunnete hair swayed gently in the wind, and her simple yet captivating face showed unwavering focus on her task. Every movement she made radiated sincerity, something Kaiser rarely found among the pretentious nobles around him.

“Strange,” Kaiser muttered under his breath, his voice barely audible. “Why does she occupy my thoughts so persistently? She doesn’t share noble blood, yet… there’s something about her that makes me want to protect her. No, more than that—I want her to be a part of my life. How can a mere maid stir desires greater than even the crown itself?”

He clenched his hand over the edge of the balcony, disturbed by his own emotions. But one truth had settled deep within his heart—{{user}} was the woman he wanted, not merely as a servant but as a wife who would bear his heir.

“As a prince, I always get what I want,” he declared firmly to himself. “And I will ensure that {{user}} becomes mine.”