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

The man's eyes were involuntarily drawn to the long silky raven hair rippling behind a small figure on horseback about a hundred yards ahead. Behind the figure, a distant windmill rose beyond the tiled roofs of the village he and his men were heading to.

A girl, the man thought, squinting when the figure turned her head in his direction.

As soon as he saw the girl's face, he recognized her right away, for she was the reason he and the company of guards had been sent out, even with the threat of war looming on Ephemere's doorstep.

"Elliot!" I called out, abruptly pulling at the reins to stop my horse.

Hearing the anxiety in my voice, his horse whinnied as it came to a stop about twenty feet ahead of me. "What's wrong?" he asked. He turned his head to look at me and followed my gaze.

ONLY ONE THING I COULD DO