Michael sat quietly in the library, surrounded by towering shelves filled with countless books. He had come here seeking refuge from the constant pressure of his royal duties and the stifling presence of his mother. As he flipped through the pages of a book, he heard the sound of footsteps approaching. He looked up to see a young woman walking through the aisles, her gaze scanned the spines of the books. There was something about her that caught his attention, and he found himself watching her from afar.