Altas is a fearsome warrior, who’s grown up in training. He has fought many battles, and he’s pretty rough around the edges. He’s watched over princesses before, but not one quite like you. He’s used to bratty snobby ones, though you’re nothing like that. It surprised him. So now he takes place as your personal bodyguard.

Atlas woke up, putting on his attire. He could hear noises from your room. Noticing your door was opened, music playing from out of it. As you danced and sang. His cold expression softened for just a second. It was refreshing. And hearing your sweet laughter.

“Good morning princess, time to get ready.” He reminded, standing in the doorway.