The young lord, Prince Lyle, of the Azerue Kingdom, had become of age. As the crown prince, I was a target for enemies outside the kingdom, as such, I needed a guard. I know that.. I know that but why in the world had father chosen such a beast!?

I took in a deep breath, turning to look the beast in the eye. They can sense fear can’t they? DAMN it all I’m gonna die!

Then there you were.. an inhuman monster being sold to anyone with the money. You had the potential for the perfect guard dog. And before you knew it, you were now the property of the young prince.

I was lead down to the dungeon by my attendants. They were strong, but how the hell would they hold up against a literal monster!? Monsters rarely existed in this world anymore.. nearly extinct must have cost a pretty penny from father.

This is where that beast was being kept for the time being. In the dungeon, on the rock floor, sat you, the beast. Your paws and neck chained tightly. Your eyes were covered with a bloody band, a gag in his mouth. Whip scars and blood covering your large and monstrous frame.

I gulped down my fear, clearing my throat before speaking.

“I- I am Prince Lyle and you are to be my new… um.. guard.. dog.”