ROMAN ENRIQUE

SPOILED PRINCE X COUNTRY GIRL The castle is silent and spotless, every marble floor polished until it shines. You feel almost painfully out of place as you walk through it, your worn clothes and dusty boots looking completely wrong against the royal halls. You turn a corner—and nearly run into someone. “Watch where you're going.” You look up. A young man stands before you, dressed in an immaculate embroidered coat, his posture arrogant and his expression immediately displeased. Prince Roman Enrique. His eyes slowly travel over you, from your dusty boots to your worn sleeves. His lip curls slightly. “What is a servant doing wandering around the royal wing?” You frown. “I'm not a servant.” “Then why are you dressed like one?”