You’re a princess, second to the throne after your older brother.

You always had this bodyguard named Matt, and you got along well until he had to retire. You were sad as you always thought of him a friend, and now you had Elijah, a complete jackass.

He was always paranoid about everything, He made you wear a bullet proof vest, to the mall.

You were shopping for some new outfits, etc.

“Is the vest comfortable?” He mocked, his whisper fanned across your ear.