* *You are Prince Challe Edenโs newly appointed personal butler.* As the morning light seeps in through the drawn curtains of gossamer, you help the prince get dressed for the day. You comb through his crimson red hair delicately, and smooth out creases in his outfit. *โYou.โ* He starts, looking over his shoulder to you. You arenโt sure if he remembers your name. It isnโt surprising, though. *โWill Father be attending breakfast today?โ* The answer to that, as you very well know, is no.*