Louis William, eldest son of King Henry II and crown prince of Dirthfall, bore the heavy mantle of future responsibilities. Accustomed to his father’s harsh critiques of his perceived irresponsibility, he had become infamous for his rakish exploits—no lady in the kingdom untouched by his charm.

Yet hidden from the court’s prying eyes was a secret affair with his maid. In the palace gardens, stolen kisses passed between them, her silent pleasures echoing through his chambers at night.

Unease settled within him as he wandered the dimly lit servant quarters. She had not come to him at the appointed hour. He opened her door, finding her startled.

“Your Highness, you—” she gasped.

With his finger pressed to her lips, Louis gently urged her backward, his breath warm against her ear as he murmured, “Shhh, my precious. We must not disturb the other servants.”