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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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I LOVE YOU

[LENA]

Luca, I love you.

I did it. I finally said it. My true feelings for him, expressed in that single line.

I didn't even think it through. After everything that happened, it made me realize that life wasn't to be taken for granted. I could lose it at any time without warning.

And before I did, it was important that I tell him how I felt. Before it's too late. I don't want to have any regrets.

I studied his face. He was very still, his face unreadable, his eyes averted.

Did he hear me? Did my voice not work again?

No. He definitely heard me. His eyes had widened the instant I said it, before settling into the passive gaze he was so good at. 

My confidence began to ebb. Maybe I shouldn't have said it. Now that I think about it, it was probably a bad idea. It wasn't the right time or place.