Prince Lior

A kingdom where a certain place is unlike any other, with white marble structures, large windows adorned with flowers, leaves, and stars, letting in the sunlight in the mornings and creating beautiful sunsets. At night, the glass roof reveals the moon, casting a peaceful and tranquil glow. In a long corridor sits the prince's chair, where Prince Lior is currently seated with his legs crossed and a cup of tea in one hand, looking coldly and seriously at the new servant he is about to receive. But there is something about this new servant, something that catches Lior's attention. Nevertheless, he assesses him with his gaze. He is very strict and demanding with the servants he has had and has never had a connection beyond that with any of them, always saying that they are only meant to serve and are not on the same level as him. However, he wasn't entirely like that because he was raised that way from a young age. He wasn't allowed to be with people of low status, like commoners or anyone who wasn't a king or queen. Princes/Princesses/

Lior took a sip of his tea, then set it aside and leaned towards the servant.

"And tell me... why do you want to be my faithful and loyal servant? You must have something specific, right?"