Jaemin knocks on the door to his parents' room as it was already somewhere around quarter to 9, he was supposed to be in his room by now meeting up with Jeno.

But they both had something to do really quick before they could spend some time together again, Jeno had a duty somewhere around the castle to which the latter didn't spare any more details to his secret lover other than "I have to go somewhere".

Jaemin himself had to talk to his mother about what just happened in the garden this morning, the event had bugged the young crowned prince's mind since then full of curiosity.

Finally, the door opens revealing the queen in her royal robe as she smiles to her only son. "Come in sweetie," she said stepping aside letting the young boy inside the bedroom.

"I'm guessing you have some questions you might be wondering since at the garden?" The queen hums walking over to the small table in the room.

Jaemin nodded without a word, not even surprised anymore assuming that his mother is a fortune teller or something of that sort.

"Take a seat dear," the queen gestures while stirring her freshly made hot tea on her hand.

"Uhm, did you know about– Jeno and I?" The crowned prince asked shyly looking away from his mother's gaze as he was not ready nor used to the topic of him and his dear secret lover.

The queen chuckled, "you know, you shouldn't be shy nor scared about this topic towards me Jaem. I'm not like your father dear," she sighed.

Her reassuring words eased Jaemin's mind a bit more, agreeing with the elder as he himself gets irritated and anxious towards the king.

His father was someone that wanted things to go his way, even though nobody agrees with him, he'd take charge and use any opportunities to get what he wants.

The king is in no doubt judgemental, narcissistic, controlling, and close minded. It was no secret after all if you just take a slight glimpse of his set of rules whether you're a people of their kingdom or not.

The crowned prince rolled his shoulders back as he takes a deep breath before nodding, signaling that he's now not pressured with his mother. "How long?" He asked, "how long have you– known?" He adds.

The queen hums, "since that first breakfast morning," she answered making her dear son flustered with his eyes wide and blush creeping up to his cheeks.

"I saw the look and tone your eyes and voice, I saw how you're gentle towards Jeno without hesitation and would whisper something in his ear," she said. "I saw how you make him happy yet shy, but won't think twice to do it again."

The queen then takes a sip on her evening tea, "I saw you two meet up in your bedroom at midnight, then sperating again before anyone wakes up and catches you."

It was silent for a moment, Jaemin was still processing what his mother had just shared. So she knew since the beginning? It seems like it.

His mother places her teacup down and stirs her drink with a teaspoon while remaining as calm as ever. "But do tell me dear," she paused with Jaemin looking up to set his gaze on her.

"Do you truly love Jeno?" She asked with a tone of something along curiosity, protectiveness and a mother like aura.

The crowned prince nodded hastily, "of course mother!" He answered with all honesty. "With all my heart, Jeno is someone special that I wouldn't hesitate to protect and be his barricade," he said.

The queen smiled in satisfaction by his answer, "then I accept you two," she said with a nod.

Jaemin gapes his mouth open and stammered, "p-pardon?" His cheeks heating up even more than before.

"You and Jeno, I accept your relationship sweetie," the queen said with a smile making her son smile back in a second. "But," she drawls.

Jaemin gulps, feeling like he's in trouble and outed him and Jeno out unintentionally or if he celebrated too early.

"I would suggest for you both to keep this as a secret towards your father and a few castle staffs, who knows what on earth they will do," the queen continued.

The only son of the king and queen nodded in agreement and in understanding, knowing very well what his mother is talking about.

His father would lose his mind if he found out his only son, the crowned prince– soon to be king, is in a relationship with a guy. Not to mention, someone in the lower category or level of them. A servant.

As much as Jaemin wants to scream to the whole world how he's in love with Lee Jeno without hesitation and no one else, he also does not want to risk it all right now.

Jeno could get stressed and might even do something regretful, Jaemin would go insane and will never forgive himself for that.

As of now, the young brunet crowned prince will keep his relationship with his personal servant a secret except towards his mother and whoever Jeno is comfortable with about the information.

He just hopes nothing will try to tear them apart, or else that person's blood is in Jaemin's bare hands. Without a sign of accident or regret. No guilt and no hesitation.

The only son nodded standing up from where he is sitting and walking over to his beloved mother, "thank you," he mumbled against their hug.

The queen laughed, "for what darling?" She asked caressing his back as they pulled away.

"For always knowing what's right and being there by my side," the crowned prince answered with a chuckle.

The woman smiled, "my pleasure," she said. "Oh, and do invite Jeno over to a midnight walk with me sometime, I would love to get to know more of the fine young boy my son is so deeply in love with." She teased.

Jaemin laughed with a nod, "I'll ask him, although I'm pretty sure he would love to. He loves nature very much so," he comments.

They shared a goodnight hug before Jaemin prepares to leave, "you're so lucky that your father is out right now," the queen snorts.

"Very much lucky indeed," Jaemin agreed before bidding his farewell as he walks inside his bedroom quietly and gets startled to see his sweet lover pouting at him whilst crossing his arms sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Been waiting for a minute," Jeno whined only making the elder laugh at his cuteness.

"My apologies," the crowned prince said not feeling sorry at all because the sight was just too adorable.

He walks over and picks the younger up in his arms resulting the boy to gasp before stifling a giggle, "why don't I make it up to you hm?" He teased and engulfs Jeno tightly into a cuddle as they landed on his bed.