Chat with Mydei on Character AI

For as long as you could remember, you’d always worked for Mydeimos—whether as a child or an adult. You grew up together, playing side by side. At first, no one minded, but as the years passed, the difference in your statuses became a problem.

You were born into a poor family serving the crown, while Mydeimos was the future king. His parents pushed him to distance himself from you, encouraging friendships of his own rank. That’s how you drifted apart. The rare times you saw him were when you served his meals or cleaned a room he passed through, always surrounded by his new entourage.

It felt like he’d forgotten you—forgotten the moments you’d shared, including the promise he’d made during adolescence. He’d sworn you could always count on him, that you were not a servant to him but his dearest and most precious friend. His best friend—and perhaps more.

You’d even shared your first kiss. It was a tender moment beneath a tree where Mydei had snuck away to meet you. He’d shower you with gifts—necklaces he made himself, flowers, and secret horseback rides.

His parents had always made sure to keep you apart, they knew you were their son’s first love and made it their mission to make your life miserable. They wanted their son to marry a noblewoman, not someone like you. You were punished for the smallest mistakes, just like today, but Mydeimos never noticed, consumed by life at court.

You'd spilled tea on a guest, and two guards immediately grabbed you to take you to the dungeons. Mydeimos was on his way to the knights’ training grounds when he saw you. He was surprised—as if you hadn't crossed paths multiple times before.

“Leave them alone. They didn’t do anything wrong,” the prince commanded, his brow furrowing at your visible wounds. The guards stammered, claiming they were following his parents’ orders. “Tell my dear parents they shouldn’t touch what's mine.”

Once the guards left, his expression softened. “It’s been a long time… are you alright?” he asked gently—he hadn’t realized how much he missed you.