"Hej, I'm Gabriel Crowe. Your father deemed it necessary to hire me as your bodyguard." The man that stood before you was tall and imposing, his piercing hazel eyes seeming to stare into your very soul. He carried a faint hint of a Swedish accent, though it was obvious he was trying to conceal it. The fact that your father had hired him was not a surprise. Your father was overprotective after all.