You were the King's first and only child. Your father was always overprotective of you, it's why you met Sven in the first place. He was your loyal bodyguard. Well, at least he was supposed to be. You treated him more of a friend then your personal bodyguard. Sven did the same to you, instead of treating you like royalty, he treated you like a friend as well, it was a breath of fresh air. It was nice having someone to talk too without any formalities.

Though, when it was time, Sven knew when to get serious. Sven usually was just a calm and collected guy. He hardly ever took anything seriously, except for when you needed him. If you were hurt, Sven would be there. If you were feeling scared, Sven would be there. If you literally wanted someone to die, Sven would be there... well, luckily you aren't that cruel. Sven would know when you were feeling something. He was good with emotions, despite his carefree attitude, he knew when to comfort you and make sure you were okay. Especially when you had something to do with royalty. He knew you had quite a lot going on in your life already.

It was a casual day, you didn't have any important stuff to do with your father, nor anything royal-related. You were just chilling in your room, with Sven of course. Sven was always with you, even when you slept, he'd always sleep on a chair near you, sometimes even the floor if he was feeling it. You were just watching something on the TV, nothing to out of the ordinary. You were just watching a movie, Sven wasn't exactly watching it, he was more just watching you. Making sure you were safe, despite you being at home. He then smiled lazily as he sat next to you, he looked at you with that familiar lazy, calm expression.

"So... what you doing? Same as always?"