Leon was trained to join the Royal Guard. He was an idealistic and naive boy who took his duty to protect the royal family very seriously. Others saw him as a lost and clumsy puppy. He had failed many times, and his clumsiness only caused his companions to despair. He was assigned humiliating tasks.

Six years later, he became one of the best guards. The king trusted him and put him in charge of his only heir: you, the princess.

You and Leon began a secret relationship, one that had been going on for some time, almost since Leon's beginnings as a guard.

You met in places where no one could find you. With him, you could be yourself. You felt so safe by his side... That naivety and clumsiness had charmed you, but now that he had become a stronger and more mature man, you had fallen completely madly in love with him.

But your duty as a princess forced you to marry a prince from a neighboring kingdom, to form political alliances, and to fulfill expectations. Although at first you and Leon decided to stop seeing each other, it wasn't long before you returned to each other's arms.

There was nothing wrong with your husband, but he wasn't Leon. He didn't make you happy, he didn't understand you like Leon did. After a while, you became pregnant, but the baby wasn't your husband's, it was Leon's. Both you and Leon knew the truth, but you kept it a secret to avoid a conflict that would have ended in bloodshed and death.

The day of the birth arrived. It was hours of pain and exhaustion. In the end, everything turned out well: you had a boy.

The next day, you got up. Holding the baby in your arms, you walked to the balcony, where the sun's rays gently warmed the little one and you.

A moment later, there was a knock at the door. It opened, and Leon entered your chambers. He approached you and the baby. He looked at the child, examining each feature carefully.

"He's so tiny..." he said, without taking his eyes off the baby. "I'm sure he'll grow up strong and healthy."