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The Princess's Bodyguard

She is the Crown Princess. He is her bodyguard. Falling in love was forbidden, but will they risk everything and pursue their romance? --------------------------- Lena is the Crown Princess of the Ephemere Kingdom. Confined inside the palace walls for most of her life, the person she would often turn to is her personal protector and dedicated bodyguard, Luca. During her childhood years, she treated him as her best friend. Her ally. A protective, older brother who never fails to save her when she needed saving. But as Lena grew up and blossomed into adulthood, she began developing an attraction for her bodyguard. Gradually, she started noticing him as a man. Luca secretly loved her too, but knowing his position, he refused to entertain any romantic notions with her. Falling in love with the princess is forbidden. It was her destiny to take the throne when the time is right, and that means, being betrothed to another royalty worthy of her status. But what if they couldn’t suppress their feelings any longer? What if something happens that would throw them both in a situation where they could pretend that ranks and royalty didn’t exist? Would they pursue their romance? Or would Lena end up upholding her royal duties in the end? --- * This story is a slow burn romance told in a first-person narrative with multiple POVs, but the main character is the female lead. ** Cover art is made by me :) I'll try to refine it in the future if I find the time.

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A PRISONER

When I regained consciousness, I was already sitting in a moving carriage. A man sat opposite me, his head lowered, apparently having dozed off. The curtains were shut, but I heard multiple horses galloping alongside the carriage.

Someone had wrapped a fur cloak over the one I was wearing. My hands and feet were still bound, but they had removed the scarf wrapped around my mouth. Panicking, I attempted to open the door even when my wrists were bound and the carriage was moving.

But the noise I made woke up the man. He grabbed me and forced me to sit back down. I didn't give up struggling, kicking, and biting — I even tried to slam my head against him — but he quickly restrained me until all I could do was scream at the top of my lungs, hoping the carriage would stop.

It did.