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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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THE CABIN IN THE WOODS

I woke up because light was shining in my eyes.

I adjusted my pillow and turned to my side, bouncing gently on the bed when I did. I pulled the covers over my face to engulf me in darkness once again so I could go back to sleep.

Wait.

Pillow? Bed? Covers?

I sat up with my eyes wide open and looked around. 

The pillow and covers were actually cloaks, but I was sleeping on a bed — a real bed! It had a wooden frame, and I was lying on the lattice of rope woven over the frame; that was why it was comfortable despite the absence of a mattress. 

I was in a tiny room with a single worn dresser as its only furnishing aside from the bed. Sunlight filtered from the small window on the opposite wall, revealing the dust motes floating in the air.

Where on earth am I?

My brain was still in the process of waking up as I tried to make sense of the absurdity of my surroundings.