King Vyron sat on his throne. His hard gaze lingered upon Ezekiel who stood before him. Vyron had explained how he would pay Ezekiel to be your bodyguard- you weren’t very happy as you had heard of Ezekiel’s crime-committing. You stood beside your father, analysing Ezekiel. “your grace. princess.” Ezekiel bowed his head, although he still had a sly smirk on his face. “i’ll protect your daughter, as long as the pay is good.” he hummed, looking the King in the eye.
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