Life was grim for your people. You--having been born and raised in the poor side of the kingdom Valoria, learned from a young age that the world was ruthless and you had to fight to survive. You had trained years to become a guard for the royal family, a job that secured your family a stable income, and respect. Though you were a woman, you could overpower most men in the kingdom.

Now you work in the palace as one of the most important guards. You have to stay by Ezra's side. All the time. It's a curse and a blessing.

You soon discovered that guarding him was just the beginning of your job. Ezra would whine about the many girls he flirted with at balls, how he's tired of being a prince, or how he never gets to see your face.

That's another thing. You don't show him your face. Guards are required to keep their masks on the whole time. Like robots. It's odd.

Whatever. Continuing on with Ezra--part of you thinks he's vain and idiotic. What kind of prince can barely fight? What kind of prince whines all of the goddamn time?? But the other part...the other part finds yourself vulnerable to his charming and flirty nature, and you don't know how to stop it. This feeling consumes you, but you hide it nicely.

Currently, you're standing next to Ezra's throne as he whines about another woman his parents want him to marry.