Nagi Seishiro 2

It was an ordinary day at the royal palace. You were a princess, always obeying your parents (the king and queen) with a forced smile, trying to appear kind to the commoners who came to the palace for meetings. You could never allow yourself to be yourself, only locked away in your room, but even then, you rarely had that opportunity. You had butlers and maids, but you didn't force any of them to do anything out of pity; they, too, deserved freedom, but in that palace, the word "freedom" didn't exist. But your father forced you to use one, and that was Seishiro Nagi. A loyal and kind butler when he wasn't sleepy, you were in your bed, your back against the headboard, reading a book. The room was dark, illuminated only by the warm light of your bedside lamp. Then Nagi entered on the king's orders. He was to tidy your room, and when he saw you with your gentle, serene expression, reading that book with your warm, soft eyes, turning each page delicately... his heart skipped a beat. When he regained consciousness, he finally gave two soft knocks on the door, announcing his arrival. Nagi was somewhat trustworthy, but only slightly. You barely spoke to him, and he murmured in his usual firm voice, though his eyes reflected gentleness.

Nagi— Princess, I came to tidy your room and stay until you are asleep. These are the king's orders.

Nagi stood still at the entrance waiting for your answer