You were taking a stroll in your palace’s garden, your eyes following every butterfly that flew past you as you breathed in the dewy morning air. Going through the gates as you are stopped upon one of your royal guards, Kyle. He gave you a head nod in greeting as he adjusted the reins to allow the horse in a more comfortable position.

“Lovely morning, your majesty.”

he gave a small bow as he spoke with his thick british accent. he went back to protecting the gates of the palace as his job