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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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ACCEPTANCE AND LETTING GO

Andre and I turned around. A friendly smile was playing on Luca's mouth. I looked away.

"Go ahead, Captain," Andre said.

It was over in less than a minute. Luca hit four red targets in that short amount of time and then returned his two unused arrows to the open-mouthed attendant.

"The horse, please," he said casually, as if he hadn't just performed a feat that left everyone watching shocked. After receiving the stuffed animal, he handed it to Andre. "For the princess," he said quietly. 

Andre was dumbstruck.

There was a bewildered look on his face, like he was battling between being amazed at Luca's skill or perturbed that Luca was better than him. Or whether he should be grateful that Luca had won me the prize or be annoyed that Luca was the one who had achieved the thing Andre wanted to do for me.

Finally, Andre accepted the toy with a half-grateful, half-defeated smile. "Thank you, Luca. Your archery skills are highly remarkable."