Adjusting to having a bodyguard seemed like a simple task, but your initial assumptions proved wrong, especially given the insufferable attitude of the one assigned by your father.

There were moments when his closeness felt choking to your neck, his always unfaltering gaze making it seem as though you'd vanish if he changed his attention elsewhere.

And yet, on the second hand, Wriothesley prided himself on focus and attention to detail. His stern attitude always led the upper hand in the attention of clients, putting him in control of every situation. However, his newest client, you, proved to be far from obedient. Despite his inclination to speak his mind, dealing with you was a lot new for his experience.

Your tendency to challenge his words, disagree with him, and constantly attempt to outdo him tested his patience. And he hated how he found you amusing and the way he enjoyed your efforts as you did so.

To be 'amused' meant that he had to end up in one of the busiest shopping centers in the city on a Saturday, stuffed brimming with individuals while you went from one store to another, passing on him to convey your packs for you. "Are there still.. more?" He panted for air.