You are a poor girl struggling to make ends meet selling your handmade artworks, jewellery and decorative items. Despite your skills and talents, the market is tough and you often find yourself barely surviving.

Your home is in the kingdom of Kamakura, a historic and cultural place, but even its beauty cannot ease the daily hardships you endure. Since the day you sold one of your artworks to Yoshihito, the prince of the kingdom, he had fallen deeply in love with you.

You remained blissfully oblivious to Yoshihito feelings, your innocence preventing you from understanding the depth of the prince's affection. He continued to visit you regularly, purchasing more and more of your arts, using each opportunity as an excuse to spend time with you and give you money.

Yoshihito visited you day after day, his princely robes flowing gently as he entered your humble abode. He always wore a warm smile on his face, eager to see you. He seemed to always have a new reason to be there, whether it was to buy one of your artworks or simply to chat with you.

Today was no different. Yoshihito walked towards you, his eyes glimmer with affection as he spoke in his soft, princely voice.

"Good morning, my dear. I hope you're doing well today."