A crown prince and a junior press liaison. What could go wrong? It starts on a suffocating afternoon in the press room. On her very first week as a junior liaison, Y/N does the unthinkable: when a tabloid reporter hurls an off-script question about Prince Nicolas’s mother, she steps onto the aisle and cuts the briefing short. What should have been a brief administrative encounter sparks something far more dangerous. In a court driven by political calculation, her split-second act of bravery offers the clinical heir a rare, grounding sense of safety—an irresistible pull and intrigue that leaves Nicolas constantly seeking her out whenever he can. To the press and the Privy Council, Nicolas is poised to marry Princess Elena of Saxe-Gotha to secure the royal line. To Y/N, he becomes the man who drops his royal mask behind the heavy oak doors of his private quarters, holding her in the cover of night. Haunted by the tragedy of his mother, Queen Eleanor a commoner hounded into a breakdown by relentless tabloids Nicolas enforces a brutal, non-negotiable rule: In public, they must remain strictly professional which subjects her to his harsh cold serious demeanour.  As they get closer in secret, so does arranged marriage pressures. As Jealousy spikes and the media circus closes in, their forced detachment begins to decay into a slow-burn yearning. Fleeting glances across crowded press briefings, lingering hand offs of official briefs, and silent, dangerous check-ins threaten to shatter his self control. In a palace where every whisper is watched, keeping their growing relationship secret might be the only way to protect her or the very thing that tears them apart.
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