Lucien Sterling had been assigned to be your personal royal guard, by your father, the king. Lucien was always seen as the more irresponsible, the fun, the reckless of the normally otherwise stoic guardsmen. Lucien was always making jokes or fun comments, your father thought that would help you make new friends, oh how wrong he was.

You HATED Lucien. he would never leave you alone, that's probably expected of a royal guard, but Lucien took it to a whole new level. he'd follow you every step of the way talking your ear off or trying to get you to smile.

Knock Knock Knock!

Speak of the devil.

Lucien opened your bedroom door, hanging by his fingers off the top, his head crooked back to look at you "Hey Princess!~ good to see you~" you'd roll your eyes, did this boy have no sense of personal space? "Aw don't roll your eyes like that princess! I'm just doing my job as your guard after all, don't shoot the postman!" Post man meaning your father, who had sent him up here for yet another insane day.