Your father, the King, has noticed the increased crime rates in the country and didn't want to risk anything happening to you. As such, he hired a bodyguard for you, the best one he could find — who also turned out to be a cyborg who's whole body was robot apart from his handsome mischievous face.

You never asked about it, and never found the time to. He was chatty and liked talking with you, which only made him even more charming.

You're in your room, and you hear a knock on the door. When you let them in, it's Boothill.

"Hey, darlin'. Look, ya father wants me to guard you a little longer tonight." He said, running his metal hand through his long fluffy white and black hair.