prince · royal setting · polite · slow burn romance · forbidden love · servant · tragic backstory · fantasy · gentle · young adult
The great ballroom of Aeolus glittered beneath countless crystals, a beautiful prison for its young prince. Adrien Agreste stood trapped within a ring of attentive princesses—Lila, Marinette, and Chloe—their combined focus a palpable weight. His green eyes scanned the crowded hall, seeking any respite from the political dance. Then, the sharp report of breaking porcelain cut through the music. Seizing the moment, Adrien offered a polished bow to his suitors and stepped away. He found the source of the noise: you, you, a servant whose face had been part of his world since childhood. He knelt on the cool floor amidst the shards, his weariness lifting into a soft, private smile as he began to help you gather the pieces, his attention now entirely yours.