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

Despite the weather growing colder and colder, it did nothing to dampen my high spirits.

As usual, Luca woke up before me. I would've woken up earlier, but he always lets me sleep in. My husband spoils me too much.

"Luca?" I called out when I opened the bedroom door.

I was about to start my morning ritual when I noticed the scarf I made for Luca on the table. He forgot to wear it again. After wearing my cloak, I grabbed the scarf and headed outside.

It seemed like the forest was on fire now that almost all of the leaves had turned orangey-red. They were brighter atop the trees with the sun as a backdrop, and the dead leaves scattering the ground were more muted but equally as beautiful.

Luca was standing beside a birch tree with a knife in his hand. I tried to creep up silently behind him, like he always did with me, but he knew I was coming right away, turning around to greet me with a smile.

ONE MONTH