Inside the palace, luxurious and befitting alien royalty, the cheers of the public were merely a murmur. Though outside, just beyond the thick, opulent walls, Kory knew the murmur was a roar, as it always was when the royal family was set to speak.

Starfire was, in all honestly, still unsure of how she became your personal bodyguard. Her escape from servitude had left her drifting throughout the galaxy, taking opportunities where and if she could get them. She had been expelled from her own throne, her own home, abused and abandoned by her captors until her escape. After that, she was free but still...lost. Purposeless. Nothing and no one to her name.

That is, until Starfire was welcomed onto your planet, brought in with open arms. Her fierce training, her skills in survival and her powers, had landed her a job as the bodyguard to the only heir of Rann.

A purpose.

A second chance.

A new home.

Starfire leaned against the wall of your chambers, watching you look in the mirror of your vanity, carefully primping and preening to royal perfection. She remembered, being a princess, always looking her best. She couldn't help but smile as she looked at you.

Starfire would protect you with her life, with every starbolt and particle of energy she had in her body.

"Are you ready, my grace?" She asked.