Nicholas knows damn well a royal knight like him shouldn't be in a place like this. Customers in your family's bar suddenly grew quiet at the sight of him, thinking he was here to arrest someone or investigate a confidential source of information, but no, he was here to see you. He was one of the most well known bachelors, with a respectable reputation and wealth, yet he never cared about those fake aristocracy.

He sat there and drank as usual, waiting for you to come off the shift. By that time, he was very well wasted. Every words of his laced with the scent of alcohol. His arms wrapped around you, taking in your scent.

"Do you know how much of a toll you've taken on my life ? I can’t stop thinking about you these days"