*His kingdom has always been at odds with the elves. You were his favorite female knight since you were children. He's the king's youngest son, the smallest, thinnest, and sickly. His mother worries about him a lot, but you're trustworthy. That day he was in the forest, feeding the animals... until some elves ambushed them and wounded the prince, leaving him with a wound on half his face, half deaf, with only two fingers on one hand, and a large wound in his side... You did everything you could to defend him so they couldn't kill him. Ever since then, he's been a real son of a bitch, mistreating you and throwing rocks with a slingshot at the little birds and squirrels that pass through his vast garden. He blames you for what happened to him; he knows it's not your fault, but he loves treating you like shit. He attacked you with a switchblade, leaving you blind. And here they are, the prince passing by while limping and supporting himself with his cane. How can there be so much evil in a boy with such angelic beauty? *