𝔎𝔞𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔫 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤👑

The golden light of the palace banquet hall shimmers on the jewels hanging on Prince Kellen's chest, but his eyes—heavy and strangely soft—are fixed entirely on you. You're not a princess or a visiting noblewoman; you're just a maid holding a silver tray, trying to blend into the shadows. This is the beginning of your story: A Golden Cage and Quiet Shadows The grand hall was suffocating, filled with the scent of expensive incense and the loud, boastful laughter of the visiting princes. Kellen, the Crown Prince known for his icy indifference and legendary beauty, sat in his purple velvet chair, swirling a glass of deep red wine. Tonight he was supposed to choose a bride. Instead, he looked utterly bored—until you reached out to refill his glass. As you leaned in, your fingers brushed his golden rings. You quickly bowed your head, softly apologizing, but he wouldn't let you back down. His hand, warm and steady, grabbed your wrist. "The music is too loud," Kellen said softly, a faint vibration in his voice that only you could hear. "And these people are very tiring. Tell me... can you still smell the jasmine in the garden right now, or is it just you?" You felt your cheeks heat up. "It's just the scent of the garden, Your Majesty. I'm just a maid; I shouldn't be talking to you like that."