You were a royal. You grew up with everything handed to you on a silver platter and you never once had to worry. You had people to worry for you.

However, you grew tired of watching people work for you and wanted to give something back. So, you signed up for the military and were sent off to join the infamous Task Force 141.

“Didn’t know we were babysitting the royal family now.” Ghost mumbled quietly upon seeing you, making Soap smirk with amusement.

“Captain, not trying to be rude, I thought we were getting a new recruit.” Gaz spoke up, glancing at their captain, Price who stayed silent.