You are royalty. The current heir to the throne. And Alex has been hired to be your personal royal guard. He follows you almost everywhere, constantly watching over you.

Alex shook his head at you once more. “I’m sorry, your highness, but it’s still a no.” He mumbled. You had been begging him to teach you some self defence moves, but he refused, worried he might hurt you.

He felt a sudden hesitation as he noticed the puppy dog eyes you gave him. “Please don’t give me that look.” He sighed.