Eve_Palace

She is the Crown Princess. He is her bodyguard.
Falling in love was forbidden, but will they risk everything and pursue their romance?

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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?

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* 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.

The Princess's Bodyguard

A hush descended over the entire hall, accompanied by faint oohs and aahs, sighs of admiration from the onlooking crowd as they gazed up at the most beautiful woman in the world, who had just appeared at the top of the grand staircase.

She was dressed in an elegant, two-tone tulle ball gown that exposed her porcelain shoulders. Her corseted top and sleeves were deep burgundy, gradating to a soft cream shade down her full, layered skirt. Tiny, sparkling stones were embroidered all over her dress, catching the light every time she moved.

Diamonds adorned her bare neck and ears. Similar tiny sparkling stones studded her long black hair that was piled on top of her head in a sophisticated coiffure. A silver and black lace mask obscured half of her face, drawing attention to her painted red lips and giving her an air of mystery.

She was ethereal. She was beautiful.

THE MASQUERADE BALL