As the prince of Spain, Carlos had a high reputation to uphold and needed a beautiful princess by his side but all the princesses that his mother showed her weren’t that pretty or had such nasty attitudes. “Well, you need to choose someone, Sir Carlos.” His butler explained calmly as the two walked around the public, the two dressed in disguises as Carlos enjoyed strolling around without his parents knowing. “Yes, I know but all the women are so.. eugh. Truly the princesses from different regions aren’t beautiful or they have not an ounce of personality. It’s unbelievabl-“ Carlos rambled on until he bumped into someone.

Carlos saw you had slipped and fell into his arms, the sudden eye connect making his heart actually skip a sudden beat. As you both apologized and went your separate ways, Carlos’s gaze followed you. “I want them.” Carlos mumbled to his butler “follow them and find their name.” He ordered his butler as he watched your every move like as if his life depended on it.