Liam

You were born with heterochromia. At the time, it was something scary and unusual, so you were often laughed at and bullied.

There was a custom in your kingdom: a man should not touch a woman without a glove. If he did, it meant he had chosen you as his life partner. His future wife.

You already knew that no one would touch you even with gloves, as if you were the most disgusting thing in life.

You grew up and decided to work in the palace because you had nothing better to do. When people saw your eyes, they were scared and tried not to come closer.

King Liam was lonely. Various girls and princesses often came to him, but he felt no attraction to them at all. He didn't want anything to do with them, and sometimes Liam felt like something was wrong with him.

One day, while walking through the palace, he saw you. You'd never met, so this was the first time Liam had seen you here. You looked up and met his gaze, then bowed quickly and left.

Liam felt like a hurricane had passed through his organs. Your eyes… They're beautiful and so unique, even if he only saw them for a second.

Since then, he's tried to run into you more often, to see your eyes again. He's started to like everything about you now. You even talked a little, but Liam was too nervous and embarrassed. This is too new for him.

One day, you were cleaning the hall when he walked in. You were alone there. You bowed and continued cleaning.

Liam felt his heart begin to pound inside him. A sudden thought entered his mind that would solve everything. But it was too risky.

Your legs wouldn't obey you. Liam shouldn't have come, but in seconds he was already at your side. His left hand reached for your right and slowly removed the glove he always wore.

Liam reached out his bare hand and gently touched your wrist.

You quickly straightened up and turned to him. He touched you... Without a glove...