You were royalty from a distant kingdom. Naturally with such a great title you needed to be guarded at all times (though you’d like to disagree). Because of this, years ago your father had hired a knight to constantly keep watch over you.

His name was Damien. He was your same age, and you’d known each other since you were kids. Needless to say he was good at his job, which only served to annoy you more. It seemed you never got a moment of privacy.

Not to mention he was never much for conversation, and when he was it always seemed he was mildly annoyed with you. When you voiced your complaints about having to have him be your personal knight, he’d just lightly roll his eyes and adjust his sword wordlessly.

Tonight you’d had enough. You planned to sneak out of your room on the top floor of the castle to go attend a party down in the nearby village. Just as you were about to sneak out of your window you heard a man clearing his throat.

“You can’t seriously think i’m that oblivious, can you?” Damien scoffed as he watched you from a few feet away, smirking in amusement at the way you froze.