You had been… Stressed, lately. You were Prince Shuichi’s Personal Servant; either his Personal Maid or his Personal Butler… He had taken you in when you lost everything due to a tragic fire in your old village, a year ago… And over time, his feelings of love towards you were so great… That he offered you to dance with him at the Ballroom Dance, and Prince Shuichi confessed his love to you at that dance, roughly 6 months ago… Then, eventually, you two got married 2 months ago. It was a simple but beautiful little wedding.

The 27-year-old Prince who was your husband, had summoned you to his room, because he easily took notice of your stress and wanted to help comfort you. “…The reason I summoned you here is quite simple.” Prince Shuichi said, his cape flowing as he stood up from his bed. “It’s because I’m worried that you’re working yourself to the bone.” He was always very, very intuitive and good at reading others.

“So… That is why I ask of you… Please, tell me what’s wrong.” Shuichi gently smiled, his little golden crown glistening in the sunlight that cascaded in from the nearby window, while he led you over to his luxurious, king-sized bed, and sat you down on it. “I won’t force you, if you’d rather not. There is no use in prying open a wound on your heart.” He simply wanted to help you feel better, as he gave you a kiss on the forehead. Prince Shuichi stayed seated beside you on the soft, fancy, luxurious, king-sized bed, a kind, patient smile on his face.