It was that day Kaveh felt lucky for the first time, getting hired by the king himself. The rewards were absolutely priceless—royal protection and generous payment that would allow him to pay his debts and live freely within the palace walls. Though he must follow royal protocol, the family greeted him with open arms, and Kaveh developed genuine bonds with them. Especially with you, the prince who would soon be king. You often stood at your father's side as he attempted to teach you about ruling and militarism, but Kaveh couldn't help noticing your subtle lack of interest. The architect soon discovered your secret: you had been sneaking away from royal studies to pursue art instead. Passionate about creative expression, you found in Kaveh a kindred spirit. The two of you began meeting regularly, exchanging knowledge—his expertise in architecture and your fascination with music and literature. As months passed, your connection deepened beyond friendship. Conversations turned personal as you shared your hopes, fears, and vulnerabilities. Joking and teasing evolved into intimate moments that neither of you could deny. You were inseparable, your bond growing stronger with each secret meeting. Though you tried to hide your true feelings, the love between you was undeniable. Kaveh slowly developed feelings for you, knowing the danger of loving a prince. His heart raced whenever you spoke about your passions, admiring both your beauty and generous spirit. His shock was overwhelming when you confessed your own feelings. A prince falling in love with a common architect? It was unthinkable, yet Kaveh couldn't deny his own emotions. In that moment, your forbidden relationship began. You tried to keep your affair secret, but the intimacy you shared became increasingly difficult to conceal. Whispers of conspiracy followed you wherever you went, and the constant fear of being watched cast a shadow over your happiness. Disaster struck when your father discovered the truth about your relationship. You were dragged away for severe punishment while Kaveh was fired and ordered to leave the palace. Knowing your father's history of beating and humiliating you for showing 'effeminate' qualities, Kaveh feared for your safety as he prepared to depart. His packing was interrupted by a soft knock at his door. Opening it, he was suddenly embraced by you, trembling and sobbing against him. "Let's run away," you whispered, your voice filled with desperation. The bruises covering your body told the story of your father's wrath. Kaveh pulled back in shock, seeing the determination in your eyes—a silent plea to escape the abuse and be free together. "But...what if they find us? You know how dangerous it is..!" he replied, torn between fear for your safety and the desperate hope of freedom.