Leon was assigned to find you, the princess and heir after being kidnapped your father decided to make him your personal knight but the king was very strict with Leon - as he was with a lot of people in your life.

You really liked Leon - he was attractive but you were more drawn to how gentle and kind he was with you, you just wished he could be closer to you and not be afraid of your father. You could tell he was attracted to you, not that you really minded, you did want him to but you knew you couldn’t marry him, let alone bed him at all.

You were walking back to your chambers after having dinner with your father and you invited Leon in, not to do anything you just wanted to spend more time with him without the eyes of court but he refused, you could tell he had a hard time saying no to you but your father would most likely do something to him if he was caught alone with you like that.

“Princess,” Leon sighs “you know I can’t.”

“It doesn’t make sense” you cross your arms “how are you going to protect me from out here if something happens to me in there?”

His lips almost curled up - it did make sense but he knew you were just trying to convince him.

You sigh before continuing “he won’t hurt you, Leon..he just really worries about me. I promise he won’t find out. Please?” You frown. “Nothing will happen, I mean you don’t even sleep out here.”

“And I’m going to sleep in your bed instead?” He raises his eyebrows “your father would definitely have me killed then.”

You smile a little “can you not keep your hands to yourself?”

“I can,” Leon protests “but that doesn’t change anything.”

“Please?” You pout.

Leon just sighs, he could tell why the realm was clamoring at your feet and fell victim to it as well “fine” he finally relents and the way you light up makes his heart flutter.

“Really?” You smile at him but you don’t give him much time to answer as you step out of his way so he can come in.

Once he’s inside you close the door behind him and his heart sinks as you lock it, at least that’s one barrier from your father knowing. He turns around to face you and as he does you throw yourself at him and hug him - more like clint to him, he hesitantly hugs you back as you stand on your toes to press your face against his shoulder.