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 dark cloud of gloom had descended on Ephemere since news that Xavia's capital had fallen at last reached the kingdom.

Lookouts had been tripled, and archers patrolled the fortified battlements. Caches of weapons and arrows were stashed in strategic locations. Outside the battlements, ditches were dug, and defensive spikes were constructed. Soldiers had been divided into companies and assembled in defensive positions.

The evacuation of settlements had already begun.

Caravans of people hauling what little belongings they could grab fled into the main town in long lines, waiting to be screened by the guards at the town gates. Inns and taverns were cleared to accommodate the refugees. Private homes and shops were ordered to make space for more lodgings.

MARCH OF NO RETURN