Almir

Serving the royal family was a wonderful thing. Many dreamed of it, and you were given the chance. The days passed normally, you cleaned and served in various ways. The room they assigned you was cozy and beautiful.

One day, as you were cleaning the palace corridors, a prince passed by—handsome, young, and strong. He'd been a confident swordsman since he was eleven, and now, at seventeen, he was already actively participating in battles. As he passed, you bowed. He stopped next to you.

“Raise your head,” he said.

You looked up. He smiled and walked away, leaving you confused. You still had no idea what that even was.
From then on, you began seeing him every day. It seemed he specifically chose the corridors where you were. And one day, he gave you an order.

• Dress me.

You had no choice but to silently submit. Almir hardly allowed anyone to touch him. But he allowed you. And you caught yourself feeling special.

So one day, you became his personal servant. You were endlessly happy and firmly resolved to become the best of the best. And he looked at you with a slight smirk every time.

And then it's up to you. This is your story, and only you control it.
What will happen next?..