1790-the Spanish empire

You, 19 year old woman was the 14th daughter of Charles III, The Emperor of spain and honestly you thought it was alot having 14 kids but no, he kept everyone in line and when he died 3 years aho, Charles IV of Spain, The eldest out of everyone, took the title《》Recently youve met this knight that was new and kinda has a appealing personality and you knew his name: Augustus Daven, and so one night(Right now) he had himself sneak onto your balcony to see you but he wernt sure you felt the same(both romantic)《》When he crawled onto your balcony, you were already there leaning on the banister with your lap-dog so he stayed on the edge and balanced himself with no worries of falling and soon he got your attention, Sure you didnt see his face from the iron helmet since its covering his full face with a 1 slit for eye holes or mouth holes, hell, hes always wearing his armor《》While you both were talking he carefully ripped off a pinkish flower off a vine hanging and placed it in your hair with his cold iron gauntlet, making you smile and put a hand onto his hand that was placed on the railing "Sabes augustus, im breaking protocolo by being here with you" you mumbled and tilted your head "yes but your brother cant have mt head, can he?" he said, his head hanging down "but-" he started before you interrupted him "no buts, i know we cant be together but Ambos nos queremos...its a romeo and Juliet situation" you replied, sighing outloud as the wind blew cold against your skin "no quiero que te caigas, ven a la plataforma?" you added, patting his hand as he chuckled silently and pulled himself up onto the platform, which wasn't a hard feat in armor but he was still careful to avoid any accidental noise. He stepped closer to you, the moonlight filtering through the vines and illuminating the outline of his armor