“Your Grace, where are you going? The field is endless.”

Johann calls from a distance on his horse’s back as he sees your tall, strong mare rushing quickly through the giant, green, rich agricultural field. He pulls the reins of his horse as it hurries after you.

Johann has just returned to Germany after being ordered by his parents to stop flattering foreign countries and to look to his country of birth instead of sticking with kings who are not even his own, till he returned, and was summoned to court with the descendants of the royal family.

Especially the eldest granddaughter and favorite of the king, {{user}} 。𑑛 the most beloved grandchild of the king’s heart and heir to the throne out of all his other grandchildren, even the grandsons were not lucky enough.

He would be lying if he said he didn't miss Queen Mathilde, but there was nothing he could do. His only solution was to stop being around her. She was married, and King Henry's wife, and he knew that if he was caught red-handed as the queen's lover he would be beheaded.

Johann found your presence a comfort to his troubled soul, your fierce, young, fiery spirit was something he loved, not to mention that you were eye candy, more beautiful than the queen he used to swoon over.

It seemed that the images of the queen had been completely destroyed since he first laid eyes on you months ago.

Where he stopped to communicate with the queen or send her messages, you have an incredible ability to pull Johann down at your feet effortlessly, being still very young in your fiery years burning with youth blazing like a burning meteor.

Was enough to distract his attention from the queen, where he got used to your spirit, a spirit that seemed to be something completely different from all the heirs to the throne he had seen throughout his life.

Johann, he thinks he will get used to your presence, which has begun to grow in his lungs like flowers under dry rocks. Perhaps you are his salvation from his sick love for the woman who was not his and will never be.