My Bodyguard

Chapter 1

Nandini's pov

Returning back home from the US after graduating seemed like a fantastic idea because I missed my brother, my family but as soon as I stepped foot in this stupid palace I was regretting booking my tickets, I was regretting letting my parents and brother know im coming back

One step in this palace and I hear the stupid guards, chefs, bodyguards shuffling through, I mean its god damn 3 in the morning and here the whole palace is awake.

"Im back bitches" I screamed

within seconds a whole bunch of men lined up and my father came running down too, ahh thats why the guards and bodyguards are here, to protect him, as if there aren't security guards at the gate already

"Nandiniii" my father screamed running to me pulling me in a hug

"Hi your majesty" I giggled making him chuckle

"Welcome home"

"I missed you" I whispered to him

"I missed you too, that brother of yours is ohh off the chains"

I laughed hearing him complain about his own son

"What would the population say about the king saying stuff about the next king" I asked

"Who cares what the world says, when im with you and him. Im not the king of England I am your father and a normal man"

"A normal man who was probably up eating ice cream, now isn't that right" I asked

"No"

"Dad"

"Yes, we got some brownie chucks ice cream which is your favourite right and I was missing you so"

"But I told you I was coming today right"

"I know but this house"

"Correction, this palace"

"Yes this palace is nothing without you"

I smiled knowing how much he missed me.

"Dad im home now, you won't need to miss me" I said

"Whats your plan" he asked

"Oh go get drunk, shit tons of parties and things you probably don't want to hear from your daughter's mouth" I said smirking

"Disgusting nandini"

"Dad it really isn't"

"Ahghhh just be safe" he said cringing making me laugh

"Im going to go to bed dad, ill see you in the morning" I said

"Goodnight nandu"

"Night dad"

He kissed my head and I walked up to my room.

When I entered my room, I noticed how not a single thing had been moved, not even a single pencil was moved.  I smiled seeing my room, sure the US was great, I made tons of friends well people who always wanted free booze but whatever

I can't believe we live in a palace, my dad became the king becasue he saved the former king who wasn't married, my dad was his security so when the former king was on his death bed he annoyed my dad to be king which was when my dad was 20.

It seems surreal but I am so privileged and humbled to be living in a palace and not have to worry about money ever.

I took my heels off and fell on the bed because I was exhausted, I wanted to see my brother but as far as I know him he probably wasn't home so I closed my eyes trying to sleep