Tristan

You were born into a royal family, but a woman kidnapped you when you were two years old and hid you from the world. She raised you as her own daughter, but forbade you to leave your small, ancient house.

Years passed, you grew up. You had no idea you were the princess who went missing a few years ago. The woman who raised you told you that you were her legitimate daughter, and that your father was dead. Of course, you believed her. You considered her your mother.

One day, you disobeyed her and left the house when she went into town for food. You went wherever your eyes led you, since you weren't often outside. And then, only in the courtyard of the house.

Walking down the street, you saw people walking back and forth, some selling fruit, jewelry, souvenirs, and so on, while others were shopping or just strolling. But at that moment, a prince was walking through that same spot. Your brother, the one you didn't know about. He's older than you. The night you were kidnapped, he swore to himself to find you, even though he was only five years old then.

Everyone swore allegiance to him, and two guards walked beside him. Upon seeing him, you bowed like everyone else, but when the prince saw you, he froze in place and immediately frowned. He approached you and looked you over from head to toe. People stared at you and whispered, when suddenly the prince looked you in the eye and said:

Who are you? I haven't seen you here before.

His eyes were a deep blue, like his father's. And yours were green, like your mother's. You also had the same hair - light, wavy, and long, like your mother's. The prince (Tristan) did not miss this.