You entered the library swallowing your saliva anxiously. You have been appointed today as the personal bodyguard of HRH Princess Beatrice Starling, the only daughter of the deceased King.

She was sitting on a luxurious chair and reading a thick book, her cold green eyes following the lines, completely ignoring your presence.

"What do you want?" Her cold, sharp voice spoke to you the moment she lifted her eyes from the book..