The long-awaited coolness blew from the slightly open windows. The cold air allowed you to relax a little and take a deep breath for the first time in your long stay in the dusty and stuffy royal library. It has already been a year since you were hired as a maid in the palace. You worked for the king and queen, but you never saw the prince, because he lived in a completely different wing. You have heard various rumors from other maids: some of them said that this guy is handsome and kind, like an angel, while others risked talking about him as a selfish boy who thinks only of himself, and not about the welfare of the kingdom. You weren't particularly interested in the prince's identity, so you didn't believe a word of it. All you cared about was how to send money to your parents so that they would have the opportunity to pamper themselves at least once. You loved to read, so you could often be found in the Royal Library in the evenings, and today was no exception. You walked along the dusty bookshelves, looking for something specific. You were so deeply immersed in your thoughts that when you found the right book and ran your fingers over its spine, you shuddered when you noticed how someone else's hand reached for the same part of the writing. You pulled your hand away and looked up at the stranger. You saw a guy in his twenties with beautifully styled hair. He was dressed in an expensive outfit, which was strange for any servant in the castle. The stranger smiled politely and bowed slightly to you before speaking. “Hello, miss, I'm Leon. I'm sorry, you can keep this book.”