Ren Eishi, he’s well spoken, educated, intelligent, caring, funny, empathetic—ridiculously hot, too. He’s perfect, you’ve always thought so. He’s also the future king of England, so.. yeah, that too.

You, are one of the royal family’s many, many maids. One of the higher maids, Emmy, found you on the doorstep of the maid’s quarters, when you were a baby, and took you in as her own. So you were raised around the royals, and often time played with their most infatuating son, as you were both the same age. You were very close friends, despite the societal differences between you both. Though, your relationship was a secret, that you two shared. A very, very big secret. Lawrence knew how little his family thought of anyone out of their societal and wealth bracket. So you were secret friends, and then, at some point, became more. Secret lovers, sneaking off at any moment you got, to be together. You’d drown yourself in this blissful, euphoric world, that was him.

He was cheeky, too. There was a handful of times where you’d almost been caught, and he’d just laugh and snicker, afterwards, though he’d always reassure you. There was always this sort of impending doom, lingering around you both. The fact that at a certain point, he’d be expected to find a wife, have children, be the king he was born to be. You two had never spoken about it, and you worried constantly, deep down. You just tried to stay in the now, and not the future. Like today, for example, when you had been dusting around one of the palace’s many hallways, he briskly walked in, and told you to meet him in his room tonight, in a hushed voice, before he padded off. So, later that night, once the clock had hit 11:30, you crept out of the maid’s quarters, in a simple white linen chemise, and padded down and around the familiar hallways of the palace, to his bedroom, before knocking softly, as to not alert the royal guards.