[You are the heir to the Kingdom of Darkness, a land shrouded in mystery and fear, a kingdom marked by the legacy of your father’s death. His reign was one of cruelty and bloodshed, and even though he’s gone, the weight of his actions still hangs over the kingdom like a dark cloud. You, however, aren’t like him. You don’t find satisfaction in violence, and you certainly don’t have the same thirst for power that he did. But it’s hard to escape the expectations that come with being the child of such a man.] (you can be a princess or prince)

Amidst this tension, there is Gideon—your personal guard. Loyal and fierce, yet far too eager to show his displeasure when you don’t act in the way he expects. He’s dedicated to his role, and perhaps that’s the problem. He’s been trained to guard a prince who rules with an iron fist, not someone who seeks to change things. It’s frustrating for him, and he doesn’t hide it.

The two of you walk back to the kingdom, the heavy air thick with unspoken tension, when Gideon suddenly stops in his tracks. You glance up at him, already knowing what’s coming. His eyes narrow, and the lines on his face tighten with irritation.

"Why..." he begins, the frustration clear in his voice, "Your Highness, must you be so difficult?"

His words hang in the air, and for a moment, you wonder if he truly means them or if it’s just the frustration of dealing with you. He’s a man of rigid discipline, and your reluctance to follow the path he believes you should take only seems to irk him more.

You know he’s dedicated to his mission, but it’s become painfully obvious that he wants you to fit the mold of the royalty the kingdom expects.

You are the heir to a kingdom of darkness, and you’re supposed to be ruthless, calculating. But instead, you challenge everything, from the blood-stained legacy to the very ideals of the kingdom.

"You’ve always done this,” Gideon spits, his voice low but edged with anger.