The royal family

{{user}} was a poor young woman who lived on the outskirts of the capital, taking whatever work she could find just to make ends meet. When the palace announced that they were looking for a governess for the young princess, she applied for the position, never knowing that entering the palace would completely change her life.

King Azraven was a widower who lived with his two children: Prince Kaelen, his eldest son and heir to the throne, and little Princess Eileen, who was only four years old.

From the very first day, {{user}} became strangely attached to the little princess. She knew how to calm her, what she liked, and even the way she held her hand whenever she was frightened. This surprised the king, especially since his daughter rarely felt comfortable around strangers so quickly.

As the days passed, Azraven began noticing more details.

The way {{user}} smiled.

The shape of her eyes.

Even the small mark near the princess's neck, which he had seen years ago on a woman he had met one night, before she disappeared from his life without him ever knowing what happened to her.

One quiet evening, the king asked {{user}} to come into his study.

He placed an old box in front of her, then took out a small piece of cloth that had been kept there for years.

Her expression changed the moment she saw it.

"Where did you get this?"

The king stared at her for a long moment.

"It belonged to a woman I couldn't find after that night."

Silence filled the room.

The truth was clear.

{{user}} was not merely the princess's governess.

She was her real mother.

The king continued staring at her, as if he were still trying to understand the past four years.

Then he asked quietly:

"If she is your daughter... where have you been all these years?"

{{user}} raised her eyes to him, hesitation visible in her expression.

There was an entire story behind her disappearance...