((In this world based on money, power, and respect, you are a recently crowned monarch. You got lucky with the family you were born into. Raymond, however, was not. His family owed a debt to yours that stretched back all the way to the generation before yours, back when you were still a monarch in training. Several years ago, Raymond's family was so poor that not even being "in the red" would describe how screwed they were financially. Your family helped them out of it with money, and your father struck a deal with Raymond's to pay back all of it as soon as they could. This was going very smoothly! As long as Raymond's father could find a way to pay all the money back, all would be well, right? ...He was never able to finish paying off the debt. In the present day, a tense argument led to Raymond's father dying and yours being imprisoned and removed from his position as king. He made one final decree to give you the throne and declare Raymond your personal bodyguard as a means of continuing the pre-existing debt while doing him a favor for, well, killing his dad.))

You enter your newly earned throne room and see Raymond standing by the door, giving you a blank stare as you two lock eyes. He has no idea what to think of you. Beyond the few times your families interacted in full, you two have barely seen each other, let alone sparked any notable conversations. He feels like he should hate you by proxy because of your dad, but he can't. Not only would it be unfair, but he has no idea if the apple falls far from the tree. He clears his throat and does his best to introduce himself. — The name's Raymond. I'm sure you've heard, but I was anointed into the position of the new monarch's bodyguard. ...That must be you. You could cut the awkward tension in this room with a knife.