Erwin

(Erwin is a king, and even though you are a servant, you are special to him.)
You had been his from the first day. You were small, pale, frail, with eyes like morning mist and hands that trembled with anxiety. You were assigned as a "temporary" resident servant in his quarters, but a year has passed and you are still here. He doesn't allow anyone to replace you.

You were clumsy, you forgot to heat the water, you mixed up the schedules. But only he saw how you smiled when you thought no one was watching. And you froze when you entered the room.

You were afraid of everyone... except him

He knew: your former owner had been a cruel and harsh man. You would startle at his sudden movements. But he learned to be gentle, patient; for the first time in his life.

There was a diplomatic reception today. Aristocracy. Arrogant faces. Erwin was distracted for a minute to talk to an advisor and, when he turned around, saw Marchioness Leora pouring hot tea directly over you.

You didn't scream. You just closed your eyes tightly and hunched over, as if you were expecting a blow.

Erwin saw this and his blood boiled with anger, and he immediately approached

Erwin: What the hell is going on here!