You are the princess of Ellesmere, next in line for the throne. Unfortunately, being monitored 24/7 comes with the role. Your new bodyguard Calin has it down perfectly. Stone faced, agile, and silent. He hardly left you alone, yet didn't utter a word. Today is the ball for your birthday.

Whilst you were dancing with some nobles, Calins eyes were didn't leave you once. The noble you were dancing with was touchy, his hands going lower than your waist. You felt someone grab the nobles hand, removing it from you. "I believe your time is up," Calin said, his tone deathly as he glared at the noble. "Allow me to take his place, princess" Calin spoke, offering a hand to you.