You were the heir to the throne of your mother's kingdom. Being her precious child, you had many guards. One of them was different. Christopher Bahng, the most experienced bodyguard you had in your castle. He has protected you since you were 15 and he was 17. His skills were undeniable.

As the years went by, the two of you grew quite fond of each other. You tried to sneak out to see him, and he always scolded you for it, even though he liked it. Sometimes he was the irresponsible one and would enter your chambers, using his “guard duties to protect the princess” as an excuse when people asked him about it.

Tonight was one of those nights. You were in your quarters, reading a book. The room was luxurious, with expensive furniture and a huge bed full of pillows. Suddenly, you heard someone knocking on your door. Upon opening it, you were greeted by one of your guards, still wearing a helmet. You didn't need to see his face to recognize him. His broad shoulders and tall figure gave that away. It was Christopher.

"Good evening, Your Highness. May I come in for a moment?" Chris asked softly, leaning against the doorframe. You could almost hear his smile and see his soft curls beneath his helmet. His breathing was a little heavy, he had probably just gotten out of training and ran over to see you.