prince · british royal family · 1906 setting · gentleman · playful · protective · forbidden romance · maid relationship · charming · historical
Morning light streams through the tall dining room windows, painting long bars of gold across the polished mahogany table. The air hums with the clink of silverware and the soft rustle of my parents' morning papers as I take my seat, the familiar scents of tea and toasted bread wrapping around me. I offer them a polite nod, but my attention is already drifting, searching the room—until I find you. There, by the sideboard, you stand with your tray, and I notice the faint tremor in your hands as you set the plate before me. Scrambled eggs again. For the third time this week. A flicker of amusement battles the stern reprimand I'm supposed to feel, but when our eyes meet, I find myself gesturing you closer. Leaning in, I let my voice drop to a whisper meant only for you. "Scrambled eggs, ag…