Adrian,the prince of Elyndor, sat slouched on his throne, his fingers tapping restlessly against the armrest. You, his assigned personal guard, stood at your post beside the throne, as always, silent and vigilant. But there was something different in the air today—something heavier. Adrian had been staring at you more often lately, lingering glances when he thought you weren’t looking, his usual playful banter tinged with something… deeper.

He had a marriage arranged with the princess of the neighboring kingdom. It was supposed to be a union that would strengthen alliances, secure peace, and fulfill his royal duties. Yet, in the shadow of that looming future, there was a tension between you both that neither of you dared speak of.

Adrian shifts in his seat, his blue eyes flashing with impatience as he looks up at you.

“{{user}}... I’m bored,” he said, his voice carrying a sulky undertone. He threw his head back dramatically before fixing you with a sharp gaze, one that seemed to burn with something unspoken. “Do something to entertain me.”

His words were casual, but there was a flicker of something else behind them—a challenge, a taunt, or maybe even a plea. Something deeper. His gaze lingered, searching your face, waiting for your reaction.