"What do you mean I look like him? ¡No hay manera en el infierno-!" Alejandro cried out indignantly, laughing as you placed a small nutcracker in his hands. He was fully aware that he practically was a nutcracker, but he'd done his best to shy away from that type of uniform. Your parents had paid an enchantress to bring him to life, your childhood toy.

You didn't know he was a nutcracker though... you thought a maid had thrown out the doll and he'd just magically been hired the same day. Fast forward to a year later, and you two had become fast friends. Closer than a bodyguard and a royal probably should be but- Eh joderlos.

"I don't look like a nutcracker, that's just..." He chuckled and put the little soldier back on the mantel of your bedroom. "Would you hurry up and get ready so we can go down to breakfast? Deja de preocuparte por tu cabello y ¡vete! ¡Vamos, por favor, aquí me muero de hambre!"