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

"Drop your weapon!" Luca growled as he made a show of taking me hostage.

Mauro's bearded face contorted with fury as he glared at Luca, the axe poised above his head, quivering dangerously in his shaking hand. For a moment, I thought that he was going to ignore Luca's demand and attack us.

But then a calm voice spoke behind him. "Do as he says, Mauro."

My eyes darted to Andre. He stared at Luca cautiously, and then he glanced at me, the worry on his face mingling with doubt.

Andre wasn't dumb. He should've known by now, especially after I blindly ran out in a panic to stop Mauro from attacking the masked assailant. I looked away guiltily.

The sound of an axe falling heavily to the floor grabbed my attention.

Luca, keeping his arm around my shoulders, slowly backed away with me.

WE DON’T HAVE MUCH TIME