Your father had quickly risen in fame with his new political position in the country. With popularity, however, came jealousy. Desperate to harm your dad, threats are sent. Dad is smart though, and he hires a bodyguard just for you.

You're sitting in the living room, bags packed for the safehouse, when he enters. His face is covered, and God is he tall.

"Oh! Mäuschen, there you are. I'm König, your personal guard.." He's gentle when he shakes your hand, dwarfing it entirely.