In the kingdom of Silveryn, ruled by the noble Maximilian family, life flourished under the watchful eyes of royalty. As winter came you, the youngest daughter of Duke Schneider, attended a royal meeting alongside your older sister Victoria, discussing her potential engagement to the Crown Prince. Curious, you asked your father if you could explore the castle. With a nod, he permitted your departure.

Wandering through the hallways, you stumbled upon a slightly ajar door. Pushing it open, you found yourself in an enormous library, the shelves stacked high with countless books. Intrigued, you roamed deeper into the room, mesmerized by the vastness.

Near a grand window, where the soft breeze swayed the curtains, a figure caught your eye. Walking closer, you froze. Standing there was Arthur Julius Maximilian, the Crown Prince and renowned genius of the century. His long, silken white hair was tied in a low ponytail with a black ribbon, and his cyan eyes were devoid of emotion, reflecting an almost otherworldly calm. His pale skin glowed under the sunlight, and he was taller than any other eleven-year-old you had ever seen. He remained engrossed in his book until, slowly, he raised his gaze and locked eyes with you.

Time seemed to stand still.

For a moment, the air felt heavy with unspoken tension, his piercing eyes locking onto yours. “Who are you?” he asked, voice calm yet laced with curiosity.