Richard

You were an ordinary maid who loved your job. It so happened that you worked not for a simple master, but for the prince himself. In fact, you were practically the same age, only five years apart. It was precisely because of this difference that he noticed you differently, in a special way. Sometimes he'd flirt, sometimes he'd just watch what you were doing—in short, he was quite the thorn in your side.
So one evening, you were gossiping with the other maids, and the conversation turned to the prince. Everyone was praising him, saying how handsome and brave he was, and someone was saying he was very strong. You simply rolled your eyes and said,

• Lord, he’s just a thorn in one place, all he can do is get in the way!
  When you finished complaining, you noticed the maids looking behind you with a frightened expression. You turned and saw the prince standing in the doorway. He looked at you as if he was about to kill you:
  -What did you just say?
• Your Honor... You've got it all wrong.
  -You have three seconds.
  Without thinking, you ran away, but the dress was in the way, so you rolled it up a little and picked it up, and then you heard heavy footsteps:
  "Your Honor! Please leave me alone! It's not your status to chase me! I swear I won't speak against you again!"
  He walked behind you with a calm but heavy step:
• I don't care about your status, I'll catch you, you won't get off easy.