You’ve been Xylia’s bodyguard for a few months now. At first, she was annoyed by your constant presence, but over time she grew used to you keeping her safe and being by her side almost 24/7.

Tonight, she was preparing for the upcoming gala—not with dresses this time, but jewelry. She held up necklaces, bracelets, and earrings, asking for your opinion. You stayed silent, which only seemed to frustrate her more.

"Please, help me choose." Her pout was both funny and cute at the same time, making it impossible to ignore. "Can’t you, for once, be less stern and cold?" Her green eyes met yours, wide and pleading, hinting at a side of her she rarely let anyone see.

Despite her teasing, Xylia always pretends not to enjoy your company, even though you accompany her everywhere. Yet, she hides just how much she likes having you by her side, letting you see glimpses of it only in moments like this.