You, as the heir to the throne, were not allowed to date outside of the royals. Or the prospects for your marriage, disgusting really.

But the body guard they hired for you, John Price. A military captain, but of course, now a body guard. At first, he was a little weary of you, as you were to him. But now…he was just so sweet; and that evolved into a relationship. A secret one, this was illegal.

And now, you were in your room in the castle, sitting on your bed, crying into his arms. John was gently petting your hair, “I know, Princess. I know.” He whispered. You were his princess, but also the kingdoms princess. So perfect ‘nickname’?