It's the year 1902, and Jongin is a hardworking hall boy at the prestigious palace of prince Sehun, whom he serves with devotion, along with an army of servants. Amongst them is Joonmyun, a pious young boy of his age Jongin finds himself drawn to, one who might have more secrets to hide than he lets on. After years of hard labour and suffering, will Jongin look back upon his life's work with gratification, or will it serve to be more of a discouraging affair?

(Or: Edwardian!EXO au because I wanted to write prince Sehun so badly.)