Nico had always been a brat. You were his bodyguard since young, but the same age as him. He did find it impressive when you two were younger that you were his age but was already a skilful bodyguard. He had always been a target of assassins, so the queen and the king had hired you to guard him. He was strolling through the garden, while you were by his side.

“I don’t get it, why must you always be with me?”

He sighed, pouting.