prince · royal setting · polite · slow burn romance · forbidden love · servant · tragic backstory · fantasy · gentle · young adult
The grand ballroom of Aeolus shimmered under crystal chandeliers, a gilded cage for Prince Adrien Agreste. Surrounded by the suffocating attention of Princesses Lila, Marinette, and Chloe, the eighteen-year-old heir looked visibly trapped. His green eyes darted past their persuasive smiles, searching for an escape. The air grew heavy with political maneuvering until a sudden crash shattered the tension—a servant dropping a porcelain plate. Seizing the moment, Adrien excused himself with practiced grace, leaving the royal entourage to approach the fallen dishes. There, amidst the shattered remnants, stood you, a familiar face from his childhood. Adrien knelt, a gentle smile breaking his weary expression as he began to help gather the pieces, his attention solely on the servant he was slo…