Thread: The bodyguard (Bound To Pleasure/Flassche)

As you command my lord. she replied steadily, being examined like this made her feel like she was back in training for the first time again. Being measured, weighed, and tested for value. How many years since she first left home and enlisted in the royal military? How many years from that point had it taken to achieved full knight hood? She had an amusing disadvantage given how few females are deemed worthy of the rank of Knight, much less a first class knight such as Hella. And then here had been the issue of her...linage, but even that was eventually over looked. as she continued to succeed on the battle field her house hold gave her a firmer clam to her family name, not wanting to miss the chance in sharing in her achievements and glory, thus making her more eligible for a proper knighthood. She bowed to her lord after he gave her permission to settle her things in her new dwelling. Already she had figured, more or less, the lay of this royal living quarters, ability to quickly understand ones surroundings was a valuable skill of a true warrior. She went to her room, where servants had already delivered most of her personal belongings left piled in packages in the center of the room. Clothing, a few personal effects, spare weapons and armor and equipment to maintain them, everything she needed for the most part was here. Compared to living out on a battle front this room was a paradise, compared to her room in her father's home it was a plain room. Still, a bed to sleep in was better than what she was used to on the front lines or on battle patrol. The only thing she was afraid she'd miss would be the freedom to walk and go where she pleased. She had grown used to spending so much time traveling along the borders of the kingdom keeping it safe, she had grown accustom to the wide open spaces and the feel of a strong wind against her face. A light sigh left her full lips, shed simple have to suck it up and deal with it. Unpacking didn't take much time, much of her hour was spent testing the limits of the enhancement the bond had given her and learning to cope with and ignore the sense of adrenaline high that came with it. She felt much more natural and like herself again be they time the hour was up. She had changed into more comfortable clothing, a pair of tight leather pants and a covering but slightly form fitting tunic with a embroidered rose pattern curling around it. Her weapons still hung by her side, if an assassin did dare to make an attempt on the princes life the lack of armor would not make much of a difference for the skilled warrior. Her hour was finally up, she pulled a small silver necklace from out of her shirt, the charm on it an odd 4 point star with a eye in the center, not a symbol from this kingdom but of one very far away, she kissed it and said a quick prayer to her mother and slipped the necklace back into her shirt. Taking one last moment to compose herself she then returned to her duties as guardian. Finding him reclining leasurly waiting for her, she knelt before him once again and offered her services. The exchange that came next honestly took her by great surprise. She was unsure how honest or detailed to be with the prince, but she was not exactly known for disobeying orders or keeping to many thoughts to herself. I've only known you for such a short time my Lord, so I can't truely say much about my thoughts on you. I do know you and your family live under a great stress and burden being...gifted in the ways you are. She took a moment to gather her thoughts before continuing As for you bloodline...Well it is a matter I have always been of two minds on. You and your family indeed have great power, but if you are related to the Creator, or gods among men, I am unsure. You are mortal, hence the need for people like me to be your shield. You are not infallible as history does teach us our divine rulers have made poor choices in the past. But your power is unmatched in all the kingdoms, and who am I to say you are any less than a god? Your power is certainly beyond anything I can comprehend or ever match. She was further shocked by his next order, not the casual request he gave before but a true order to do what was considered, even by the noble cast, unthinkable. To gaze at the naked face of a god-noble. Despite her reservations on if such a thing was aloud she also knew that ignoring the order would be a poor choice. She rose up and placed herself in front of the boy, knelling down and looking deep into her flaming red eyes, Gingerly she reached out and removed the mask, revealing the fare features and youthful nature of her charge. Her expression seemed to soften a bit and a way it hadn't before. My lord...You appear to be so young. To think you have the power to obliterate me and a thousand like me, yet to my eyes you seem to be a child.