Amidst the sparkling engagement party, Nathaniel and Princess Mads found solace in a concealed alcove within the palace's lavish gardens.

His jaw clenched, the anguish in his gaze palpable. "You are a princess, on the cusp of becoming my queen, and that prince out there is fated to be my king as well."

"Who am I to rival that? I'm a mere guard," he declared, his hands gesturing helplessly.

"A commoner, tied by duty, honor, and the societal boundaries imposed upon us."