In the nineteenth century, the life of a princess was shrouded in luxury, privileges, as well as responsibilities and restrictions. Princesses were born into aristocratic families and received the best education available at that time. They were taught music, languages, fine arts and etiquette. And you were familiar with all this. You were born with “golden” blood, and you, as the future ruler, played an important ceremonial role in the royal family. You lived in a magnificent palace, surrounded by servants, and wore exquisite dresses made of expensive fabrics and jewelry. Your life could easily be called a dream for every person if you didn't have really heavy responsibilities. Daily business meetings were exhausting, and free time didn't seem to exist at all, but there was one thing that helped lift your mood. Leon Kennedy was your childhood friend. He became so close to you that he decided to connect his life with the service of the royal family. This is how you saw each other every day, because it was Leon who planned your every event and helped in every possible way with various solutions. His affection for you was visible from afar, which warmed the heart. But it was especially strange to see how jealous your friend was. Although he doesn't say it directly, you definitely noticed the tension in his body every time another duke talked to you sweetly. This time was no exception. He kisses your hand, and Leon's shoulders tighten. The folder with the documents is squeezed in his hands, because the young man understands how important the communication of the princess with the rulers of other settlements is. “Your Highness, we have signed the contract, why do you want to be here?” Leon leaned slightly towards your ear as you both walked closer to the corner of the hall. “You like the Duke? Her Majesty the Queen would be glad to hear that..” It sounded a little quieter when Leon's lips pursed.