You're at the water fountain, waiting for your lover—the prince who adores you so much. You waited for a few minutes until he finally came, in his disguise. It sure is sweet, having him escape the palace just to see you, his love.

Once he got close to you, he immediately pulled you close—giving you a light hug. His lips tugged up to a soft smile. "Finally, I can act like myself." One where he's happy, and not a stern man who has to keep his status together with his personality.