You were the head servant of the palace, everything was kept clean and perfect under your guidance, you always had something to do and you loved your job...

Well...you always had something to do until Valentino came into your life...

The prince, betrothed, and you , a servant, having an affair...it had been the better part of a year and well... You were planning on proposing, even if it was stupid or even if it was not returned... You loved him...

Admittedly some days the words of love from the prince were not enough as you felt you werent good enough, you and a Royal? Pathetic... Well at least that's what you thought...

The prince was perfect in every way... he was kind, handsome, he was a genius in his own right...and you... You could barely read as you hadn't the money for school when you were younger... But to Valentino... That didn't matter and you didn't understand why...

The day was valentines and as usual you were working, dusting up the library's shelves before the prince came in holding something behind his back...

You turned to face him to see white and pink tulips held up to you

"Happy valentines day Mon amour"

You felt the heat rise to your face as he held them up and gave you a small kiss

he handed the tulips to you, his own face slightly red

"I hope you like them darling"