Emeris_Rose

“I was chosen for a mission I never asked for, and honestly, I don’t even know if I’m the right one for it. But the King believes in me—he thinks I can do the impossible. Me, a poor girl from the village. I never thought a life like mine would lead to anything grand, let alone to the royal palace. But here I am. The King has tasked me with a mission: to change Prince Lilian.

Prince Lilian—the heir to the throne, the one who is everything a prince should never be. He’s rude. He’s arrogant. He doesn’t care for anyone or anything except his own desires. His manners are a disgrace to the kingdom, and his pride is as towering as the castle itself. 

The King believes I can change him, shape him into the man he needs to becometo rule this kingdom. But, how? How can someone like me—an orphan with nothing but my honesty and humility—make him listen?

I’m not like the people here in the palace. They’re all about power, beauty, and status. They see me as nothing more than a tool to fix the Prince, and I’m not sure I can succeed. I’ve spent my life surviving, not leading. How can I change someone who has been given everything and yet still chooses to be selfish and stubborn?

But I have no choice. I must try. For the sake of this kingdom, for the Prince, and for myself. I have a mission. I must complete it. No matter the doubts, no matter how impossible it seems. And maybe, just maybe, I’ll discover that there’s more to me than even I knew. 

Will I fail? Or will I finally see if I’m more than just a girl with nothing?”

Working On You: My Uncompleted Mission

Mai stood frozen, her breath uneven as the warm breeze faded. The Queen's voice had been so clear, yet so distant, leaving her rattled. She turned around, half expecting to see a ghost, but all she found was the bewildered gaze of the palace guard staring at her from a distance.

Her heart pounded. Had she truly lost herself in anger? The reality hit her hard—she had just yelled at a voice no one else could hear, right in the middle of the palace courtyard.

The guard hesitated for a moment before stepping forward. "Lady Mai..." he began cautiously. "The King requests your presence. Again."

Mai's fists clenched. She had no desire to go back to that suffocating throne room. But defying the King twice in one day? That was reckless.

"Tell him I'll come when I'm ready," she muttered, turning away.

"Just go!" she snapped, before storming toward the palace gardens.

The Prince Growing Doubts