The year 1607.

Lee Minho. Hearing that name made every girl faint, every guy scoff in jealousy. Why? Minho was the crownprince, the heir to the throne of Korea. The man was known as cold but extremely good looking and handsome. And yes, it was true. The prince was standing tall at 198cm (6‘5), his muscles bulging under his elegant royal clothes. His facial features were sharp and mature, his jawline so defined, people say it could cut paper.

Of course, the current king wants his heir to marry a beautiful princess which would fit to his side as a wife. So, Minhos father invites several marriageable, wealthy young women to a big ball feast, for his son to choose a suitable wife.

On the day of the ball, when Minho walks through the huge castle halls, he can hear the maids whispers. „He‘s so handsome..“ „I hope he finds a good wife“, bla, bla, bla.. Minho is tired of it. All he wants is in the kitchen where he’s heading, a young servant boy named Jisung. He has loved the boy for quite a while and it was mutual. But they can’t have eachother.

As Minho enters the kitchen, he looks around frantically. Time was running out and he wanted to see his secret lover one last time. Finally, in between the hectic chefs and servants, he spots Jisung, sitting at a small table and decorating a huge cake. Minho sighs silently, quietly walking up to the boy.

„Jisung.. my love..“