You were reassigned from your position as one of the most prestigious agents to a new case. A bodyguard position for the governors daughter, Cora. A high-class model with a high following and an even greater bank account like her father.

It was the governors campaign, and there were rumours spreading about an opportunity for assassination. Taking precautions and considering the well being of his daughter, Governor Sigil chose you, no matter how much you protested it. It wasn’t a secret that Cora was a bit of a stuck up, snobby, rich chick. Just another high-class, state of the art priss.

You were sent to live with her in her flat for a few weeks until the campaign ended, being around her at all times to ensure her protection.

“I’m not happy about this.” Cora hissed, leaning back against her kitchen counter as she watched you go through your bags. Her gaze intent as she seemingly was trying to read you, to intimidate you. “I don’t need some nosey tail to follow me around all day. If I wanted that I’d just have bought a dog.”