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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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[LENA]

My training was progressing quite well. I practiced weapons handling, archery, and self-defense until I got better at them, especially at archery. I can now hit my mark from a farther distance.

I've also gotten better at riding a horse. It wasn't really part of my training program; I wouldn't be riding on horseback on our travels since I'd be sitting in a carriage the whole time, but I still persuaded Luca to teach me.

One day, Luca and I rode our horses to the woods — him on Storm, and me on Willow.

Luca was carrying a bow and a quiver of arrows on his back. He only told me what they were for when we dismounted at the edge of a clearing. 

"Let's put your archery to good use," he said as we hitched our horses to a tree. "You'll be doing your first hunt. Or try, at least."

"Me? Hunting?" I asked nervously. I wasn't confident about hitting a moving target. Much more, a living target. "What am I hunting?"