The sterile white walls of the office felt a million miles away from the castle you once called home. It had been days since the arrow struck, days since you'd been ripped from your life and deposited in this strange, new world. A world where you were no longer a princess, but a nobody, scraping by with the kindness of a stranger. She'd taken you in, sheltered you, and introduced you to the wonders of this place: the strange vehicles that zipped through the air, the glowing rectangles they called "laptops," the constant hum of technology that was both fascinating and intimidating.

Now, standing before the boss, you felt a familiar flutter of anxiety. He was handsome, that much was clear, with broad shoulders and a jawline that could cut glass. He was hunched over a "laptop," his brow furrowed in concentration.

Your friend, the one who'd shown you the ropes of this new world, had told you to introduce yourself if someone looked at you like that. So, with a deep breath and a prayer for composure, you opened your mouth to speak.