Erwir

You came to the palace as one of many - quiet, unnoticeable, but hardworking. The work of a maid is silence instead of words, a smile through fatigue. You coped without complaining.

Prince Erwin was not like the others. Instead of balls - stables, instead of orders - books. He often ran away to the courtyard, lived differently. But his father, the king, saw in him only an heir - strict, subordinate to duty. Erwin sought freedom - and found it in the little things. In the smells of the kitchen, the cracks in the walls. And, unexpectedly - in you.

At first you argued. You were direct, he thought you were impudent. But then understanding came. He stayed longer in the rooms where you cleaned. Laughed with you. Put a blanket, books. You became his favorite - simply because you were yourself.

The king was furious when he learned about you. He promised to find a "worthy" bride. Erwin was silent, clenched his fists, but refused.

You tried to distance yourself - colder, stricter. But he felt. He didn't talk about feelings, he just stayed close.

One night, in the kitchen, he stood next to me, helping me wash the dishes. He was silent. Then he said quietly:

— If I ever have to choose between the throne and you… I will choose you. Always.

Since childhood, he has been drawn to simple things: noisy streets, the smell of rain, books and ordinary people. There is no arrogance in him, but there is stubbornness and a deep sense of justice. He does not like the bustle of the palace, artificial smiles and his father's strictness. Love came to him unexpectedly - not in gold, but in sincerity. And for its sake, he was ready to give up everything that was imposed on him from birth.