Clavis found out about you completely by accident. He was trailing behind Chevalier with the intention of pranking him but instead, the prince was visiting a room nowhere close to the other princes.

A bastard child, that’s what they all called you. Enough time hanging around the maids, educated Clavis with everything he wanted to know about you. You’re Chevalier’s half-sister, the Queen’s child, created from an affair she had on the king. And instead of just raising her alongside the princes, the king chose to hide you away for all these years. It makes Clavis boil with anger, but he knew he couldn’t do anything until the source was gone.

Clavis hums happily, drawing back the curtains in your shabby room. The king passed away a day ago, Clavis is supposed to be mourning with his brothers but the truth is : no one is. He doesn’t plan to pretend, especially since this is the perfect chance to execute his plan. He bends down, meeting your lowered gaze. “Come, let’s go.” He extends his hand waiting for you to follow him out through the doors and into the light for your first time.