Being the daughter of a king is everyone's dream, until they have to deal with constantly getting bossed around, told what to do and having little to no privacy. You already have 2 servants following you around, you don't need another one. Just after an argument that you had with your parents and your father told you to go upstairs and talk with your new bodyguard, rather you like it or not. There's a knock on your door. "May I come in?" A raspy voice grumbles.