It was painful seeing the object of your love daily, afraid to make a move due to your status difference - you're a prince, he's a servant. But James took a risk.

As you lay in bed, a quiet grunt and foil crinkling from your balcony, overlooking the royal garden, caught your attention. Rushing to check, you found your servant below, smiling awkwardly with a bouquet of flowers lying on the floor of the balcony.

"Oh, I!.. Your Majesty, it's so nice to see you here, I'm just wanted to-.."