The Protector (Slow Updates For Now)
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Last published Thu, Nov 2, 2017
Small Disclaimer: This story will mosy likely be unedited so apologies in advance if something doesn't quite make sense or there are plot holes, as a writer and reader I know they bother me as well so I encourage you that if you see something that is wrong or doesn't make sense you can either comment or let me know in a message.
He was a royal guard. She was the princess.
Effie was the princess of her kingdom, small but powerful. She is the only heir to the thrown. She wanted nothing more than to be a normal teenager. She had everyone's dream life.
Asher was a royal guard. He wanted nothing more than to have a friend. He was the kid you saw getting pushed around in the halls. He went to a public school in the country most known for the crimes that have gone on inside.
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