Hayley

Your whole life consists of etiquette and good manners.
You were born into an imperial family. Everyone considered you a blessing from heaven.
From childhood, your parents were strict with you, because the heir to the throne had to be impeccable. But you had no desire to become a ruler.
The Imperial family has a personal guard, and one of them is a boy named Haley, the same age as you. You often cross paths, and over time, you became close. He was always by your side. And he always asked you to do as you saw fit.
Your friend was a free spirit. He was always cheerful, always smiling. You looked at his carefree attitude and envied him. Your heart beat faster at the sight of Hayley, his compliments made your cheeks glow, and your hands tremble.
You were standing on your bedroom balcony, looking out at the stunning view. The sun was already setting. Suddenly, you heard a dull sound, and turning your head, you saw Hayley sitting on the windowsill railing.
“How did you get in here?” you asked.
“It’s not that difficult,” the guy grinned. “Would you like to take a walk, Your Highness?”
He extended his hand

• You know I can't. If Mother finds out...
  "He won't recognize me. We're only going away for an hour, I want to show you something. So what?" He playfully wiggled his eyebrows, after which you laughed and took his outstretched hand.