"Why are you in my room" I asked, before throwing the covers over myself, "and why do you didn't you ask if I was decent before coming in." "I didn't think you would be indecent" Brighton hummed, "and I didn't see anything." "It doesn't matter, could you please not burst into my room without warning again my prince." I sat up and got a pillow to cover my morning wood. 

"Sorry about that", Brighton frowned, "breakfast is being served in the main kitchen, would you like to come and eat with me." "Am I dreaming", I questioned, the prince of my kingdom just asked me to eat breakfast with him, there's no way I'm awake. "Would you please come have breakfast with me" he asked. "I'll come, just give me five minutes", I pointed to the door and he left. What do I wear, something formal maybe? 

I took my new guard an examined it, it was a light gray long sleeve shirt and tight brown leather pants. The stainless steel helmet, a chest plate iron boots, and bulletproof leggings. Then there's my normal wardrobe, full of cloaks baggy shirts, and loose pants, only items I'd wear to sleep or to casual meetings. I don't have any fancy clothes, or the type of things you'd wear to a fancy dinner with other guards, let alone a prince. 

I took my guard uniform, excluding the armor, changed into it, then proceed to spray perfume on myself. "I'm ready", I slowly open the door and looked at Brighton's outfit, he was dressed up and everything. "I apologize, I may have underdressed" about and close the room door behind me. "It's fine Elvin, there's no need to dress up, having breakfast with me is in a graduation ceremony or anything like that." 

It feels like a ceremony, at least to me, I wish right knew how nerve-wracking I felt he, is a prince after all. "You feel nervous around me", writing inquired, he inch closer to me, "you're easy to read." I blushed and backed away. "I can understand, since I'm a Prince a lot of people are nervous around me." 

"I imagine it can be quite bothering", I spoke my voice softened it turns out the princess more human than I thought. "Did you think that I only think for my respective and I don't ever put myself in someone else's shoes", Brighton spoke, like he's annoyed. "My prince I wasn't trying to offend you", I softened my tone and turn to him. 

"I hope not, I'd be very offended if you intended to offend me", Brighton chuckled and his arms fell to his sides. "I'm pretty sure you don't know where the main kitchen is, do you?" I nodded. "follow me", Brighton turned around and led me up several flights of stairs, until we got to a floor with a couple of guards standing by a set of double doors. "Who is this", one of the guards asked." "Elvin", Brighton motion towards me, "I invited him." The guards open the doors and Brighton led me inside. 

I've never talked to the king, or queen, or even seen them and now I'm a guest at the kitchen and the Royal quarters. I look straight ahead and saw a long table, with several seats and many people sitting there. Two people dressed in Gold line clothes sat across from me. One was a woman and the other was a man. 

"Are those your parents", I remember to brighten, he nodded and pulled me in their direction. At this point sweat was beginning to soak through my baggy shirt, my leather pants were sticking to my legs and my whole body was shaking. I couldn't believe I was here, I straightened my posture and headed to the royals. Brighton sat across from the King and pulled out the seat next to him, I took it and sat down, with a smile on my face. Words can describe how I felt right now.

"Why have you invited guard to sit with us Brighton", ask the queen before taking a sip of her wine. "It's a long story, he saved me from falling down a staircase", Brighton lied he sounded so sincere I would have believed him if I didn't know the truth. 

"I'm King Claudius thank you so much for saving my son" he smiles at me, "you're welcome your highness." "Thank you for joining us, this is my wife Evangeline", Claudia swung an arm around Evangeline's petite frame. "There's no need to use formalities with us during this time, you are a guest." 

"I suppose you two are becoming good friends" did Claudius just glare at me? "There's no need to be so nervous it is a pleasure to meet you" Evangeline said as she smiled. "Please help yourself to anything on the dinner table" Evangeline's smiles wider. 

I took a piece of steak, and placed it down on my plate, I slowly cut it into tiny pieces. It was easy to cut the meat unlike the steak they serve at the guard quarters. I took a bite of the tender made, it was the best tasting food I've had in years. 

"You seen to be enjoying the food", Evangeline looked at me with a smile still on her face, "it probably tastes better than whatever stop you get served at the guard quarters." "Yes it's very good", I continue to slowly eat my food. 

"Thanks for the food", I bowed and stood up, "but I need to go before I'm late for my meeting." Brighton grabbed on to my hand before I could leave, "please don't leave so early." "I...", my eyes became locked on to Brighton's, the way he looked at me was intriguing. "Okay", I gave in and sat back down, I felt obligated to stay.

After breakfast was over Brighton led me to a balcony, "why are we here?" "My parents seem suspicious of you", Brighton sat down on the chairs and pile of the seat next to him. I sat down next to Brighton and turned to face him, "really?" "Maybe" Brighton replied he looked nervous. 

"My parents are going to pick a personal guard for me", Brian gave me a look of mixed emotions, "and I want them to pick you." His sighed and continued talking, "I know we don't know each other very well, but lorensus is their top pick and I want to change that." "I d-don't know if I can help, but...", My words fade into silence.

"Think about it, he tried to,...never mind that think of the money you'll get and the power, please save me again." "I get it", I pushed away the image of my head of Lorensus on top of Brighton. If I become Brighton's personal guard I'll have to stay at the castle everyday and I won't be able to see my wife or who knows how long. 

I frowned and looked away "I barely know you!" I raised my voice unintentionally, Brighton's sad expression deepened. "I understand now, the only reason you save me is because I'm a prince." "Listen", I hesitantly looked into his eyes, "I have problems of my own and I don't know if I can help you." "I understand it's just..." Brighton wiped a tear from his eye "I can help you too, almost anything you want, you name it and I can get it to you." "I'll think about it" Brighton took my hands in his "thank you, thank you you won't regret this I promise."