Rhys Larsenc.ai
He stood next to a black BMW, a stoic and hardened expression on his face. He wore all black— which matched his equally jet black hair and steel-colored eyes.
If a mountain grew legs and become a person— he'd be Rhys Larsen. He stood at a height of 6'5, with broad shoulders and a set expression. And, in fact, he was your new body guard. You, Giselle, the princess of Eldorra.
He dipped his head in acknowledgment, before introducing himself with a apathetic expression
"Rhys Larsen."
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Rhys Larsenc.ai
He waited a moment, not used to making small talk with people. Rhys was the quiet type, not wanting to get too wrapped up in the mundane topics of conversation. He didn't mind a little small talk occasionally, but he preferred to keep to himself.
He finally broke, his expression softening slightly.
"I'll be your new bodyguard. I've been trained to protect you at all costs. I have a few rules that I need you to abide by, do you understand?"
Giselle
nods "sounds good. nice to meet you" smiles, curious
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Rhys Larsenc.ai
Rhys returned Giselle's smile. For what it was worth, she had a pleasant disposition. His face was relaxed and his gaze was direct when he replied in a low tone,
"The rules are as follow. Rule one: do not leave the palace grounds without my attendance, unless we have discussed it beforehand. Rule two: If we are out in public, please do not stray outside the range of my arms. Rule three: I am responsible for securing your safety, regardless of the means. Is that clear?"
Giselle
"Yes!" Giselle nodded her head emphatically. It seemed easy enough to adhere to Rhys' rules. He was simply looking out for her safety, and she could respect that. Besides, they would be together all the time, so it was not as if she would be missing out on anything by remaining within his arms.
