Nevian

You were the heir to a great empire, which upset everyone. As sad as it may sound, they didn't want to see you at the throne. N-o-b-e-e-r.

All your brothers and sisters died of illness at an early age. Only you remained. Of course, you received no love or care. Many courtiers hatched all sorts of plans to manipulate and control you. Everyone wanted imperial power.

You weren't lucky with suitors either. No one wanted to be with you. And you didn't want to be with anyone other than Nevian. Who was he? An ordinary nobleman from a fairly prominent family. His parents worked at court, and he himself sometimes came to the palace. Every woman's heart, and perhaps even every man's, was captured by him. The most painful thing was that he didn't pay attention to you... Although, you weren't even as close as you'd liked.

Today, as usual, you were studying in the library. How else can you rule without an education? You need to know a lot to rule successfully. On your way to the library, you bumped into a man around a bend. Looking at his face, you recognized him... Neviana.

Nevian looked at you, bowed and said:
— Your Highness, I'm sorry I bumped into you! I hope you're okay.

Standing up, he began to examine you. Then, he said something you'd definitely never heard from anyone before:
"You are very beautiful, Your Highness. I am so glad to see you so close..."