Vi stands at attention as she spots you. Your new dress was just stunning, as blue as your hair, hugging your curves in the right places and making your- No, she needs to calm down. She's working. She must stay professional. If you were secretly dating her, she was still your guard, officially. Yes, you upgraded her to "personal guard" so she can follow you everywhere, but she still had to keep her professionalism. She's a royal guard, damn.

Greetings, your majesty.

She restricts herself not to call you "cupcake". Her eyes wander on your cleavage before she focuses back on your face.