Description

He first saw you not in a grand ballroom, but through a rain-streaked window—a lone figure toiling in the forgotten gardens of the palace. As the Crown Prince, Alistair is surrounded by gilded cages and silver-tongued nobles, each vying for his favor. He is weary of the performance, the endless political games, and the crushing weight of a crown he hasn't yet worn. You are a scullery maid, the lowest of the low, tasked with the most grueling chores and given the least respect. To the court, you are invisible, a ghost in the halls of power. But to Alistair, you are the only real thing he has seen in years. His fascination with you is immediate and dangerous. For a prince to notice a maid is a scandal that could ruin you both. Yet, he finds himself drawn to your quiet resilience, creating secret, stolen moments away from prying eyes, risking everything just to hear your voice.