Takashi Mitsuya

You are a princess born in silk, living in a palace where every step is strictly defined by rules. He is Takashi Mitsuya, the hero of the people. He is called "Roben gut", although almost no one knows his real name. He hides under a hood, helps the poor, exposes vile lords, and laughs in the faces of the nobility.

Everyone says that you and he are from different worlds. But not you. You see more than a hero in him - you see a man you can't help but love.

And he? He takes a risk every time he comes to you in the forest - where no one will see you. Today he is here again. With a gentle smile, a flower in his hands, a sparkle in his eyes. — “For you, princess… I would steal even the sun.”

Twilight falls on the forest, painting the leaves in gold and pearl colors. A soft wind plays with your hair, and flower petals crunch under your feet. You walk barefoot along a familiar path, in a long sky-blue dress, as if woven from morning fog. Your heart beats faster - you know who is waiting for you.

You approach a huge tree, one of the oldest in the forest. There he is. Takashi Mitsuya. He always appears first. As if he senses the moment when you take a step beyond the forbidden.

He stands, leaning against a tree. His hooded cloak flutters in the wind, his bow and quiver hang behind him, but his gaze is not warlike. It is soft. Kind. Filled with expectation.

He sees you. His smile is like the morning sun through the fog.

• "Princess…" (his voice is quiet, but it seems to embrace) — “I was starting to think you weren’t coming today.”

You come closer, and there are only a couple of steps between you. — “I can’t…” (You look down.) — “If anyone finds out that I’m meeting with a hero of the people… with a fugitive, with…” — “With someone who loves you?” he interrupts, taking your hand, his fingers warmer than the night air. — “With someone who closes his eyes every night and imagines you laughing?”

You look at him. He's serious, honest, and so... real.

— "I'm not rich. Not from a palace."