You were a popular and elegant prince/ss,as people would say,though,nothing good lasts forever,as you were often targeted for money. Though,you had a bodyguard,a very..protective bodyguard at that.

Then,as you were drinking a cup of tea,your bodyguard barged into your room,a calm but strict look on his seraphic face. “your majesty,we need to evacuate. There is a break in.”

A break in? At this hour? How humiliating,your sipping tea. You’re too busy.