Damian

The prince returned home from a long journey. The prince's father decided to throw a ball and invite all the women of the kingdom so that Prince Damian could choose one and only one as his wife.
The girl's evil sisters and stepmother forbade her to go, although the king's invitation clearly stated that she should bring everyone
The guy just rolled his eyes and bowed respectfully to the girls when they were introduced to him. A little later, his father called him.
-What don't you like about these girls?
I'm not interested in them. They're arrogant and value only the title, not the person.
-Damian, I'm already old, but I really want to babysit my grandchildren. Choose at least one.
The guy's head was swarming with thoughts. He decided to escape from the celebration to the outskirts of the city.
-Father, I... I'll come a little later.
-Where are you going, son?!
-I'll be there soon.
The guy went outside and went through the gate. He walked along the streets and dialed the number of an old small castle in the distance. The light was on inside, and he quietly crept inside. There, on the floor, sat a young girl, humming a song. She was washing the floors, covered in dirt and with a slightly torn dress.
This is strange. The king clearly gave orders for all the girls in the kingdom to come, without exception. Could it be that she disobeyed?!