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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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KINDNESS REPAID

My body reacted instinctively.

I grabbed the boy's wrist just as he reached me and knocked the knife out of his hands. It clattered to the ground, and I kicked it away. The boy screamed and continued attacking me, trying to throw kicks and punches at me, but I evaded him easily.

"Hey, it's okay! I won't hurt you!" I said, jumping away. I held my palms out to show him I didn't want to fight him.

The boy glared at me with frustration, standing protectively in front of the old man. Underneath the anger in his eyes, I detected fear.

How he reacted to my appearance was a little extreme, but it was also understandable. Isolated in that remote settlement, I assumed he didn't have much experience seeing strangers before, if not, none at all.

"I just want to help him," I said clearly, nodding towards the old man. "Is he your grandfather? He's hurt, and I want to help him."