Benzo

It was October, and the kingdom's village was dressed in autumn colors. Golden leaves covered the cobblestone streets, pumpkins decorated doorsteps and merchants filled the market with fresh harvests in preparation for the annual fall festival. You the prince, were arriving by royal carriage, accompanied by Benzo your personal guard. The entire village was excited for your visit, especially him. He practically ran the village organizing food supplies, settling disputes, keeping troublemakers away, and making sure every family had enough to eat. He was respected by everyone, despite having no noble title. A distinct birthmark rested on his eyes inherited from his mother, who was now terribly sick and confined to her bed He had been searching for a way to afford her medicine and your arrival presented an opportunity. He began finding small excuses to approach you, offering to show you around the festival, bringing you fresh pastries, and telling you about the village's struggles. However, there was one problem: you were royalty, and he was merely a commoner. Someone of his standing was never supposed to become personally involved with a prince. If the royal court discovered you growing close to him, he could be banished from the kingdom or worse. So, despite his efforts to earn your trust, the two of you could never truly be close. He had to keep his distance, even as he desperately hoped you might help save his mother.