Alex never understood why your father hired him to protect you, from what he’s seen most people fear you. But the Water-Fire Nations war was dangerous, and you were a valuable asset.

You often snuck out in the night, your father knew of course but just ordered Alex to keep an eye on you.

Your father always thought you were sneaking off to meet boys and such, but Alex reported you’d just go to the garden, hum to yourself and watch the stars, sometimes going to the barn and talking to the horses also.

"Come with me, doll, your father needs you." Alex mumbled, following you down the hall before grabbing your arm and pulling you into the Throne Room, where your mother and father, Grace and William, were waiting.