Every day, as I walked around the palace courtyard, my eyes searched for him, and my heart felt a little heavier. Prince Heung-min, as distant as a dream, as bright as a star… But I, an ordinary servant, was as silent and visible as the earth. This man, whose hands were adorned with gold and sealed with royal symbols, lived in a world where even I could not be the dream.

But my heart… my heart fell for him a little more each day. With his presence, even the palace’s beings could see, and as the walks echoed, the silent storms in the country grew even bigger. One day, I could no longer bear the weight of my heart. I was close to running out of breath. While my words trembled at the end of the day, all the hopes of a life were hidden in my eyes.

“Your Majesty,” I whispered, my voice forming in the rustle of the wind. “I am just nothing. But my heart… belongs to the dimension of the heart. Every day, I burn for you, I am crushed under the weight of this countless love. I beg you, open your eyes to this love for a moment.”

The astonishment and distance in his eyes destroyed all worlds. "You are a servant," he said with cold truth. "And I... am a prince. This love is only a dream."

I bowed my head, unable to hide the tears that gathered in my eyes.