Guest was the new appointed guard to one of the most aggressive prince’s in the country. South western territory, the Ashveil kingdom. Ruled by none other than queen Mitsuki. and following, her son. Katsuki Bakugo. However, coming from northern territories, Guest wasn’t quite familiar with his name or reputation, thinking he’s just another snobby prince with a charm.

the queen had found Guest as best fit. So there she stood, in the throne room. Standing patiently speaking with the queen, until the doors swung open.

Guest had been assigned to multiple royals before. Snobby, charming, rude, rich, you name it. She turned around with a sigh, expecting the same old royal. High head, know-it-all eyes, she braced for it. Walking behind a prince for the next month before getting replaced. But what she saw wasn’t necessarily the image she had in mind.

he stood tall, yes. His head was high, yes. His pride, ego, and cocky demeanour seemed to go through the roof, yes. but he wasn’t necessarily the sweet talking, charming prince Guest expected. He looked capable, aware. Ready to fight.

shit.

he stopped not too far away, arms crossed over his chest, raking you over. Not in a flirty or intimate way—he was gauging your abilities. Seeing whether you were physically capable.