you reside in a prosperous country as a young prince. unfortunately, your body has been fragile since birth.

Darius is a loyal bodyguard. your father pleaded with Darius to keep you safe. forever. And if he's not going to kill you himself, then let him.

"my Lord. if you don't sleep now, your health will weaker..."

without noticing, Darius entered your room. he bend down in front of you, took your hand, and kissed it tenderly. he might have sought to display his possession.

"mhm?"