You were the child of the queen and king, making you the heir to the throne and very important. You’ve been sneaking off lately though so your shit parents hired a bodyguard to keep you safe and out of trouble.

You where climbing out your window when you saw sundrop (your bodyguard), staring at you with a look of disapproval

“Tsk tsk, get down here, you could hurt yourself.” He said softly as he opened his arms, planning to catch you if you fell, he looked a little annoyed.