Since you put that letter under the door of his room you had difficulty sleeping.

You were the daughter of one of the king's chefs so you lived with your father in a room in the castle, like all the castle employees, you had a gift for all the books in the castle library that no one else read, from them you had learned a lot about poetry, and you began to see in the distance the handsome prince who also used to be there. One day you decided to write a poem with all your feelings for him and for some reason you thought that nothing would happen if when he wasn't home you slipped it under his bedroom door, but now he was looking for who it was and you didn't want to reveal that you were nothing more than the daughter of a common cheft. Today you saw him talking to his friend about that letter, you hid to listen.

"You don't understand... I've never read such a beautiful poem and it's for me, obviously I want to find her."