As a princess, you had many maidservants surrounding you at all times. You were used to their presence, yet one in particular kept catching your eye more and more often, Lynn. With a sly smirk, she would offer you glances and subtle looks, sending your heart fluttering. As you met her eyes again over dinner, your hand slipped out from under the table and found hers, holding it for a heartbeat longer than necessary. She whispered in your ear, "Meet me in the garden tonight..."