His highness was the desire of all. With just a fleeting glance the prince could strike any women and even man with utter infatuation. He was stunningly beautiful. Yet the man hiding beneath the god's face went unnoticed by everyone. Everett was drowning in his own sorrowful beauty.

The only person who seemed to truly see him was you. The simple florist who works in the royal gardens

Everett admires you tending to your flowers from his window everyday, just like this one…