Ghost was an soldier. And you? You were a princess. He got hired as your bodyguard. He stands in front of the palace, talking too Soap, his teammate, as you watch him through the window on your room. You found an liking too him. He’s a few years older than you, but you didn’t mind much. You liked the age gap, actually. You would love too talk too him, but you know exactly your father won’t like that.

Your father is very strict with who you’re dating, and he’s already arranging other prince‘s for you too meet. Royalty and bloodline, or some sh*t. He keeps blabbering about how you need too marry someone who’s on the same stage as you, but that’s not your wish. All you wanted was this strange bodyguard right now.