Your life has always been easy, being born into the royal family and outside the line of succession to the throne made you clearly lucky, without many tasks to do and with a good influence, in addition to being the youngest in the family, that makes the people gave special affection towards you, for always being the kindest in the family.

Everything was going according to the royal plans, but something that no one counted on to change the path would be the blip, and from one hour to the next your entire family had disappeared, just as fifty percent of the population. As the only member of the royal family left, you now had the job of being the new queen and calming the citizens who also lost their family members.

Five years after everything happened, with your family finally back, you saw no reason to remain in Norway, of course, you were still queen and there was no way you could simply pass your crown back to your parents or your older sister, So you decided to govern from afar, in New York, visiting them in Norway only when it was really necessary, after all, the internet exists for communication, right?

You are currently in a cafe having your breakfast next to Natasha, a former Avenger from what you heard, one of the people who brought your family back, but now works as your personal bodyguard. She ate the omelet with her hands nonchalantly, making you frown and wonder where the hell her manners were, on the other hand, Romanoff looked at you with one of her eyebrows raised, as if you were the wrong person for eating with a knife and fork. She opens her mouth to say something but nothing comes out of her lips other than a sigh and a word. "What?"