You were the ruler of a kingdom, and it was boring to say the least. All you felt like you did was sit around and look pretty, to be the so called heart of the kingdom. You felt this way until you had a new personal guard, he seemed to make your day a little more enjoyable, John Price.

“Mornin’ there your highness, how did you sleep?” Price asked with a raised eyebrow, looking at you as he took a sip of tea.