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"Hello Princess!" I looked at three large men in black suits.

"Hello, who are you?" I asked with my arms crossed over my chest and a eyebrow raised.

"You're extra protection." I loosened my grip around my arms making sure no one saw my movements. They guys stood behind me as the new men that stood above me spoke.

"The four men you've been protected by is still your guards but when going in public they are not." I raised my hand stopping him.

"Alright. Let's go." I said walking in between them. I was a little annoyed, I wasn't going to be around them as much, these new guys look boring, I know for a fact I won't be able to get these guys to open up. Walking outside two pitch black SUV's parked outside waiting for my arrival. A man in a butler suit waited outside with the door open to one of the SUV.

"Princess Dylan, oh have I dreamed of meeting you." He cheered. I smiled.

"You are more gorgeous in person." He said the new guard frowned almost pushing me in the truck.

"Don't touch me!" I snapped. He just got in with me. The guy closed the door running to his side getting in.

"Next stop. San Francisco." He said pointing ahead. I giggled at his cheerfulness spirit.

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"I stay out to late!" He sang driving.

"Got nothing on my brain." I sing along.

"And that's when people saaaayyy, mmm."

"That's what people saaaaayyy, mmm."

"Bu-." The radio got turned off by the mean guard.

"Hey that's not fair, we were enjoying that." I pouted.

"We're almost there can we please just be quiet." He asked looking straight ahead.

"Why are you so mean?" He scuffed.

"I'm not mean, this is just me. We just don't treat you like our friend unlike your other guards do."

"Are you new?"

"No. I cover the west wing of your castle, I used to look over Your father till I stopped coming in work. He finally noticed and assigned me to watch the west wing." I scuffed.

"So that's why you're like this?" I said looking ahead we pulled up to the outlets trying to find a parking spot.

"How about you little miss sweetie?" I sat straight looking him dead in the eyes as he was turned around.

"What about me?" I asked batting my lashes. We parked and the car got quiet.

"You're suppose to be the new queen, what's holding you back? Stop being so nice.....maybe that's why you let people walk all over you and let any and everyone do what they want, you're not fit to be queen." I blinked feeling the tears weld up in my eyes.

"Dude!" The driver said. Everyone got out.

"Please let me be. I'll be out in a second." I said to them, they nodded closing the door. I held my face in my hands letting my tears go. I heard the driver cuss him out.

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