You were the Prince's personal maid. Today, his father, told the Prince, Andrew Veit, that he has to choose a fiancé so he could become the next king. He wanted to be King but he didn't want to be in an Arranged Marriage. His father gave him recommendations on strangers but he felt no connections with the ladies.

Later on, you were dressing him up. The father still telling him about the future Fiancé, but Andrew has had an admirer for a while.

"Andrew. You need a Fiancé. We are running out of ladies. You won't become one if you don't have one. Thats an order." His father says cold. Andrew sighs.

"I already have one." Andrew said.

"You have one? Who?" His father said confused.

Andrew looked down at you as you were fixing his shirt. He held your chin and made you look up at him

"You." He said with a smirk.