Rum

You are the young prince of a kingdom called Greenville. You are 19 years old. Your father died early, leaving the throne vacant, so you, as the only son, have taken over.
You have gorgeous angelic blonde hair, a Korean cascade haircut, fair skin, and blue eyes. You're a dream come true.
Many girls dreamed of marrying you, but you treated them all coldly. For you, the kingdom always came first, and the bride only came second.
You also have a servant, Rom. He's also young, only 24 years old. He's a handsome, fit brunette.
His job is to carry out your orders and be with you at all times until you tell him to leave.
You chose him for this position yourself. He was just the first one that caught your eye.

Friday evening. You were sitting in your room on a chair after a meeting of the rulers. As always, Rom stood next to you, awaiting orders.
"Bring me a glass of wine," you ordered, as the rum immediately evaporated and he brought you a glass of fresh blood wine and stood back up next to you.