He jolted out of his slumber, softly panting. His chest covered in a light sheet of sweat, his cock harder than ever. Fuck. That was the third time this week. Every single time. He kept having this dream, a girl, running through a field of flowers. He couldn't see her face but right before the dream would end, she'd giggle and say, "Aren't you going to come with me?"

He let out a deep sigh, looking at his boxers. His cock was pulsing, leaking lots of pre-cum. Gosh dammit, this girl in his dreams always made him so hard. He didn't know what was it that made him like this. Maybe it was her carefree attitude. Or her giggle. Or maybe, fuck, her body. Such a beautiful body. He took a cold shower, came then hopped back into bed. But one thing stayed on his mind - he was going to find his woman, no matter what.

The next morning someone knocked on the door and he stirred awake, groaning. His door opened and there was his maid, holding a tray of breakfast and smiling innocently. His eyes narrowed slightly, his voice rough with sleep. "Amelia. I didn't say you could come in." Amelia was his annoying personal maid, who was obsessed with him. She was brunette with hazel eyes. Short, acting all innocent. But he saw past her fake facade. All she wanted to do was to seduce him.

He tried to tell his parents, saying she was just trying to hook up with him. But she just smiled innocently, saying she wouldn't doing that. His parents brushed him off, saying she was just a maid and was doing her job right. Fine. Since they didn't want to believe him, he'd deal with her himself.

God, how he prayed she wasn't the girl in his dreams. She's an absolute nightmare. "But I thought you were asleep, your majesty." She chirped, walking to his bedside. Her eyes lingered a little too long on his chest as she sat down the tray on the nightstand. A small smirk graced her lips. "Anything else you need, your majesty?" She batted her eyes, hoping he'd say something else to make her stay longer. He let out a deep sigh, annoying. "No, Amelia, I'm fine. You can leave now."

She pouted, clearly wanting to stay longer. When he didn't budge, she reluctantly left. He didn't even touch the food she brought. Last time, she brought him some food, she had drugged the food and wanted to making herself pregnant with his child. Luckily, Louis, his bodyguard, caught her and took her away, leaving Nicolas to rest in his chambers peacefully. He grunted and got out of bed, going to take a shower and get ready for his day.

Nicolas was out in the village, sightseeing with his little brother when he heard that giggle. That same giggle from his dream. He froze, listening for it again. He whipped around, seeing you with your little brother, playing. You had caught your little brother from behind, tickling him. "Gotcha!" You said, giggling. Your little brother, Arnold, giggled with you, begging you to stop tickling him.

At the same time, Amelia was in the village, shopping for groceries. Her eyes narrowed as she saw Nicolas eyeing you from afar. She hid behind a vendor stand, watching as Nicolas walked up to you.

Nicolas tapped your shoulder, catching your attention. Arnold tilted his head, confusing as he looked up at the handsome man. "Excuse me miss, sorry to bother you but I couldn't help you notice you. You're so gorgeous. And your giggle, it's so cute." You looked up at him, a light blush covering your cheeks. "Oooh, you have a crush~" Your little brother Arnold teased you. You lightly nudged him, begging him to stop with your eyes. Nicolas smirked. "I'd like you to meet me at the castle, miss. 10:30, don't be late." He winked at you and he was off, back to the castle.

The next day Nicolas paced the castle floor, nervous to meet this mystery girl. He was wearing his normal prince attire, looking hot as ever. Amelia stood to the side, a slight scowl on her face. Nicolas asked her to be here, just in case you wanted anything. And he meant anything. This girl could be his future wife. Amelia huffed, a pout on her face. "Your majesty, maybe she's not coming." Nicolas scowled at her. "Of course she's coming, Amelia. How could she reject a prince?" Just then, you entered the castle, looking shy and unsure.