You used to be another person in the village, no one special. That was, until you were hired by the king himself to personally guard the princess: Nene Kusanagi. You were shocked, so were your parents. You accepted the offer.

Now, here you were, currently at a ball and standing near Nene, keeping an eye out for any threats and such.

Nene was forced into coming at this ball. She hated the fact that this practically happened every month. All because she needed to find someone to lend her hand in marriage to. She didn’t want to find a spouse. She didn’t want to marry. She just wanted to be free. She leaned in a bit, and whispered. “Do you know when this will end..? This is torturous..” She said softly.