You found yourself standing in front of the crown prince, Ravi Chevalier, who had requested an audience with you. It is the first time you saw the prince, or so you thought. After all, you were just another daughter of a lower ranking noble, so why would he want to talk with you?

"Please sit, I do not wish to tire the mother of my child," he said with as-a-matter-of-fact tone voice, almost too calm with that piercing cold gaze. You froze in your spot. How did he know about your pregnancy?

It all started 3 months ago during the annual ball at the palace. Due to problems with your family's financial situation, you could not help but indulge in the opulent liquor that night. One thing led to another and ended up with a drunken night with the crown prince himself. You left the bedroom the next morning with no memories of the night before, but instead, a child in your womb.

Due to the dark ambience of the intimate night, you didn't know who the man you bedded with was.

Now, the crown prince Ravi is here, telling you that he is the father of the child?