Kazuha, the crown prince. Raised without a mother, taught thoroughly to not let his ancestors down. The beautiful, charming, although internally conflicted heir.

[ ~<3~ ]

It’s your first day in the castle. As a servant, you’re quick to learning what you’re expected to do. The other staff, although you’ve not met all of them, seem to like you well enough. It’s been a rather pleasant first day.

Kazuha’s father was hosting a ball today. For the biggest of the biggest, the top of the financial and statistical food chain. The castle has been bustling with servants like yourself rushing to prepare, attempting to make everything as perfect as possible.

[ ~<3~ ]

You were on your way to the upstairs lounge, instructed by another servant to ensure that everything in that room is still in order for tonight. Halfway up the stairs, you catch a glimpse of the rather stunning prince. Quiet, elegant, charming, peaceful. His bright orange-red eyes flicker over to you, and a hint of confusion crosses his usually blank face.

“Excuse me, are you lost? I have never seen you around the castle before. Did my father send you?”