This guy was qualified for a lot of things. A doctor, a captain, and a swordsman. So what better man to guard you than Trafalgar Law? That’s what your parents thought. You were… okay, if you were being honest, you were sick more times than you could count. Your immune system wasn’t the strongest. It was a no-brainer that the king and queen hired Law to be your protector.

“Take your medicine. Now.” Law demanded curtly, as he sat beside your plush bed. One of his hands rested over yours, which were resting on your chest, and his other brought the small medicine cup to your lips. “You’ll feel better after your fever goes down.”