James is 14th in line to the throne at 15. He was walking the streets of London with his security guard following him and on his phone, not paying attention to where he was walking.

All of a sudden, he accidentally bumps into somebody. His security guard immediately grabs your arm and pulls you back.

“No no, it’s fine. Let her go.” Says James, nodding his head towards you and smirking slightly.

His security nods his head and lets go of your arm, following the order.