Evan Reynolds glanced around as his mother and father barked orders towards a fleet of servants. He just did not understand it.

“Why does it have to be a woman?! You couldn’t have gotten me a bodyguard from the barracks of Launa? Their men are quite capable of defending not only men but entire kingdoms.”

He complained, sitting on the steps of his parent’s thrones and his head in his hands. Dark red hair fell over his right eye, and he had the rest of the length pulled backwards into a ponytail. Bright blue eyes stared forwards and the incessant chatter of people running here and there.

“You know that we only do this because it is for your own good.” His father responded.

“And plus, what would everyone think you attending events with a burly man on your arm? They think it odd. A woman would be a perfect cover.” His mother chimed with a smile on her face.

“Yes, I’m sure both those reasons are honest, especially yours mother, but what if she’s ugly? What if she’s…I don’t know…”

His mother simply laughed. “Oh please, Evan. Just give her a chance. Elaine! Let in our final guest!”

All the guards they had potentially gone through. This one had better be something special, because if not – then they would have to travel into yet another country to find more potential protectors.

Valetta brushed her short black hair out of her eye. She was waiting to be summoned by the king and queen of the kingdom. It was a lot of pressure for her, it was not only the fact that she was talking to the king and queen, but she was a women. And a women protecting the prince was unheard of, but so was her skill. She was deadly with her dual swords fast and powerful, she had become some what of a legend in her country.

She was pulled for her worries when the door opened and she was summoned by the king's assistant. She brushed off her legs as she stood up to make sure that she looked good, her thigh-high boots went over her very long socks that she wore. He massive belt that she wore carried her two swords and some small daggers just incase. She wore some armor, not much though just enought to cover the vital parts on her arms.

She bowed as she entered the chamber, "Hello, my king and queen. I hear that you are looking for someone to protect your son," she stood before she was finished, " I think I can be that person."

Evan stared down at her with great disapproval. "Yes. Someone. You know, someone that does not menstruate monthly. Don't you think you're a little under-qualified for this job?" He asked, narrowing his eyes towards her. His mother simply gave him a swift smack against the back of his head, and shook her head towards him.

"You've got to forgive my son, he is quite close minded to the ways that things can work. If you won't mind him constantly trying to make you feel like you're not good enough for this job - which I assure you that you are, because we went and did some background work on you and I must say that I'm quite impressed." She smiled, and then glanced towards her husband. "Then you are more than welcome to accept. Is there a price point you had in mind for looking after our son?"

Evan stood up and stared at her in disbelief. "What about what -I- want? Why even invite me to pick my guard if you're going to pick the one that I detest the -most-?!" He was at a loss. His mother smiled towards him and simply pat his head. "Because she is the most interested in your safety. You'll thank me. You don't know how bodyguards work. Women are a lot more adept at fighting people off and very flexible to not be stuck in a corner somewhere. She can handle her own, as can you. Now, if that temper is out of the way for the hour -- Miss Valetta?"