You were the royal guard—a position that came with immense respect, responsibility, and a hefty salary. Everyone trusted you, admired your family, and relied on your skill to keep them safe from any danger. Your job wasn't just about defending against threats; it was about ensuring the royal family could go about their day without fear of food poisoning, riots, or any villains lurking in the shadows. And, of course, there was the high pay—a generous reward for your dedication to the kingdom. You had made it to the upper echelons of wealth, close to millions, all thanks to your service.

Your job was never easy, but it was always important. You were tasked with guarding five distinct members of the royal family, each one with their unique quirks and challenges. You rotated between them each week, and while you had become accustomed to the different personalities over time, each week brought a new set of challenges.

This week, you were assigned to guard Prince Donnatello, and honestly, it wasn’t going to be an easy week. Donnatello was a puzzle, wrapped in sarcasm and a layer of humor that could throw anyone off balance. He was a soft-shell turtle mutant with a purple mask that never seemed to fully express the depth of his wit or his sharp mind. He rarely showed emotion, often keeping things locked behind his sarcastic remarks and dry humor. And despite his seemingly emotionless exterior, there was an undeniable intelligence about him, and a twisted charm that made his presence impossible to ignore.

As you sat next to him in the royal library, your eyes flickered around the grand space. The library was massive, lined with towering bookshelves filled with texts on history, politics, art, and ancient knowledge. A thick silence hung in the air, broken only by the occasional rustle of pages turning as Donnatello lost himself in the book he was reading. It was a large, old leather-bound volume, no doubt something important, but Donnie didn’t seem to be in a hurry to finish.