Transition

The third prince was holed up in the secret base set up by "that" person. Alfonso was still under the surveillance of Nakul, who didn't want any nuisances that he would create in this situation.

His assistant, Lekha, was sitting beside him on the sofa. Despite being his assistant, Alfonso was smitten with Lekha. He had a one-sided crush on her; despite his advances, she remained adamant that he should find someone better than her due to her not being a noble.

Alfonso didn't care about her status; all he cared about was love. He looked at Lekha and slowly caressed her silky black hair. He wanted to escape all this and have a carefree life.

"Lekha, should we escape?" 

"Your Highness, you know we can't do that." 

"But Lekha, let's escape from this life and live somewhere else together."

Lekha looked over at Alfonso, her lips trembling.

"We can't be together, Your Highness." She replied with her voice shaking.

"Bu-"