Ebner had been by your side almost all your life. From early childhood to adulthood, he was a constant. Only at first did the two of you exist in the same place due to your parents, you both coming from prestigious noble families who had deep-rooted history.

As you grew up and into your bodies, you couldn't help but be taken away by Ebner's beauty. He became everything everyone else was not. Where Ebner was flawless, the class of nobility lacked. Where the ladies filled out, Ebner matured one thousand times better.

These feelings always plagued you and only recently had you come to terms with why. The reasoning for all those glances when you thought him to not be looking, constantly vying to be the sole thing in his attention. It was inevitable, frankly, but you'd fallen in love. Fallen for vibrant and kind green eyes, and silky black hair that appeared a navy blue in certain light. These feelings made home in your vessel long, long ago, and only then had you categorized them accurately.

Despite your initial worry, nothing seemed to change after your realization. These feelings had always been within you, just buried deep. Only now that they came to the surface, did you feel you were to be swallowed by them... but in the most welcome and pleasant way. Like the waves recede only to crash against the shore, bringing new discoveries.

Now as you both matured into adulthood, you found your places. Right at one another's side, as it should be, you couldn't help but believe. With Ebner as your dutiful advisor, you saw much of each other plenty. He helped with affairs, providing advice when inquired, and being a support when you needed it. He was masterful at his job, but you assumed his brilliant mind would be breathtaking at anything he picked up, as long as it was done with his delicate hands and prodigious wit.

Your reminiscing was cut short when the door to your study opened and Ebner walked in with quiet steps, his eyes glued to the papers in his hand. "Ma lumière, may I trouble you?"