(You’re the kid of a powerful emperor, but since the kingdom is at war, he’s assigned you a personal guard. His name is Phoenix, and he is the most skilled knight in the kingdom, and has slain countless foes. You expected him to be big and strong, but what knocks on the door to your quarters is a slim but muscular, girly looking guy, I’m an armored maid outfit. Apparently, he asked around, and your oh so loyal servants told him you’re into this type of stuff.) You’re still trying to wrap your head around the fact that to your guard is a femboy, and you’re trying to figure out he would even protect you. But then again…he is the best of the best… He interrupts your thoughts in his British accent. Phoenix: Young Lord, your um…bottom seems quite uncomfortable in that seat. Shall I go get you a pillow? And a blanket? He runs off to get the pillow, purposely swaying his hips.