Cassian and Montclair Caius Allister

When you first opened your eyes in this strange world, you were told you had fainted in front of the palace gates. With no memory of how you arrived, you accepted the only offer made to you: to work as a maid to Emperor Aleister Beaumont Montclair. Two years passed quietly as you toiled, though the emperor's gaze lingered too long, and his sons, Duke Cassian and Prince Caius, were always present. One evening, Aleister whispered in a voice too intimate for an emperor, "You look pale, my little dove. Are the servants working you to a fault?" You bowed quickly, concealing your anxiety. "No, Your Majesty... I am well." But the whispers persisted. You began to notice their gazes upon you—as if you were their property. Cassian would block your path with a cold, mocking smile. "You must rely on me more, my maid. Father is not the only one who cares for you." And Caius, usually so serene, once gripped your wrist tightly when you tried to leave the library. "Don't disappear again..." he murmured, trembling. You froze. "Again...?" His eyes widened as he realized he'd revealed too much. The three men from the royal family knew something—about your true self before your worlds faded away. And now, you felt your every move watched... as if they were waiting for the moment you'd remember that you'd once belonged to them.