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tare-anime · 7 months

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Royal Guard AU (wip)

There's a Royal AU for TwiYor week @twiyorbase, and I've had this wip for quite some time now, and I don't know when I'll finish it.

So, please accept this humble 'will be chapter 1 of someday will be finished fic'

Inspired by the amazing @mochidoodle Royal Guard AU art. (not at all part of their AU).

Summary:

Prince Loid Forger of Westalis loves to go undercover and blend with his people to gain information. To ensure his safety during his late-night shenanigans, Westalis' General of Royal Knights assigns him a personal bodyguard. Unbeknownst to them, this personal bodyguard also has her own personal mission.

(AO3)

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"Your Highness. This is Ms. Yor Roseate. She is to be assigned as your personal bodyguard starting today."

Prince Loid Forger raises his brows as he looks up from the thick tomes in front of him. "And why do you think I need a personal bodyguard, Ms. Sherwood?"

The red-haired General of the Royal Knights' brow furrows. "I think you know full well of the reason."

Loid looks directly at her eyes. "I'm afraid I do not. Please enlighten me?"

Instead of backing down, the older woman hardens her looks. "Do you really want me to spell it to you?"

He sighs in defeat.

He should've known better than to challenge their Royal Knights General, who is also his personal trainer and has been with him since they were young.

Of course, the woman would know his nighttime shenanigans. And even though he had tried his best to cover his most recent injury (he was so sure he had done it secretly), those things do not escape Sylvia's observation.

"You won't tell Father, will you?"

The red-haired woman smirks. "Are you questioning my diplomatic ability?"

He chuckles, "No. Of course not." And then he mutters, "I still value my life after all."

"What was that?"

"Nothing!!" He stands up and comes closer. "So, any special reason for assigning Ms. Roseate as my personal bodyguard? Why don't you yourself be one?"

He saw the general gesture at the stiff woman beside her. "She might be the newest recruit, but she happens to be the strongest and most talented."

"Newest recruit?"

"Mhmm. But I highly suggest you not underestimate her, lest you want to taste her wrath."

Loid doesn't like the smug face of his martial arts mentor.

There must be a hidden agenda that Sylvia is scheming.

He plans to uncover that along the way.

The man then focuses on the dark-haired woman that stand in perfect stance ever since she is introduced.

Dark long hair, red eyes, and a lean figure.

What interests him most is her unique lean rapier-like swords that rest at her hip.

Double swords? Interesting….

"Well then. It's a pleasure meeting you, Ms. Roseate."

"The honor is mine, Your Highness." He sees her bow.

Mmm… very polite. Let's see how long until she asks to be replaced.

"And I trust you'll be on your best behavior, Your Highness? Please do not underestimate the 'recent' rumors."

Darn it! Loid is sure that he has suppressed the smirk.

"Of course, Ms. Sherwood. You can count on me for that."

The look that Sylvia gives him tells that she doesn't believe every single word that he says.

Loid just smiles politely.

She knows me too well.

It is the first day that Yor is officially on duty as crowned Prince Loid Forger Henderson's personal bodyguard.

And she feels nervous.

No, she doesn't think that her skills are under-standard.

She has passed General Sherwood's tests with flying colors.

It's the responsibility that unnerves her.

If something bad happens to His Highness, then aside from that her head will be on the line, it will soil her reputation.

And her mission.

She simply cannot allow that to happen.

So, she makes sure to stay close to His Highness and observe her surroundings thoroughly.

The day's tasks are part of Prince Loid's daily routines as crowned prince. He goes around villages, listening to the farmers' problems and giving advice to solve them and also taking notes for things the palace has to intervene to make sure they have a good harvest in upcoming months.

In other places, he monitors the progress of their new harbor, designed to make sure their fish products can be packed and distributed to wider areas, one of the most promising export commodities of Westalis.

On the way, he always returns the greetings of his subjects.

Yor often hear about the humbleness of the Prince of Westalis. But to witness said act by her very own eyes is certainly a different experience.

Seeing how the people of Westalia clearly love the Prince, and how he reciprocates each one of greetings is a bit overwhelming for her.

There's a certain pang of alien emotion bubbling in her chest.

When was the last time I felt envious of other people?

She squashes the feeling by refocusing on her task.

The amount of people gathering so close to him can mean danger.

What if someone with bad intentions was among these people and was waiting for a chance to harm the Prince?

So she better do her job properly and observe every small movement of the people, the environment, and every possible place for any surprise attack.

Thankfully, no incident occurred that day until they returned to the palace.

Arriving back at the palace, Loid then sits in his room and starts to read, and sign paperwork.

All the time, his newly assigned personal bodyguard sticks to his side, like what a usual bodyguard does.

However, Loid's keen observation noticed how Ms. Roseate many times look tense and glaring at his surroundings.

And she is still doing it now. He muses.

"Are you always this stiff, Ms. Roseate?"

He raises his brow when he sees her start.

She immediately bows "Apologies, Your Highness."

Loid chuckles and waves his hand. "Relax, will you? This is the last of my tasks for the day by the way. You are dismissed."

Yor blinks and answers, "I am sorry Your Highness. Ms. Sherwood assigned me to be at your side 24/7."

Loid's eyebrows arch, "24/7? Must you stay by my side even when I'm doing my business at the loo?"

Face immediately flushes, he hears Yor stammers, "O-Of course I'll be waiting outside, Sir…. I mean, Your Highness."

Loid guffaws. "That would be unnecessary. Sylvia can be too paranoid sometimes. But rest assured. Nothing bad will happen inside the palace. You may rest."

He gives her his best reassuring smile which always manages to convince everyone.

It looks like she is included.

He sees her fidgeting for a moment before finally Yor bows and retreats from his room.

Loid smirks triumphantly.

It is time to leave this confined palace and continue his nighttime routine.

After applying the fake mustache and goatee, clad in his cloak, Loid, or now known as Twilight, sneaks out of the palace through a secret passage.

The first place he always visits is The Frizz Tavern.

The place may be reeking of tobacco smells and alcohol, but people always gather there and so are information and rumors.

Today is no different.

He comes in and takes his seat at the corner of the bar. Right beside a curly-haired man, who once again is seen trying to woo the waiter and failing.

Slapping his shoulder, Twilight greets him. "Yo, Frankie. Still trying?"

The shorter man grumbles, "Shut it! If only you would share one or two of your persona with me, you stingy bastard!"

"It's not right to pursue women through deception, Frankie."

"You're one to talk!" Frankie grumbles, "Who is she?"

Twilight raises one eyebrow, "Who's what?"

Frankie places his chin in his palm and points past Twilight, "Her of course, who else?"

Puzzled, Twilight twirls on his chair and almost jumps from it in surprise.

"Good evening." The calm and soft voice of Yor Roseate greets him.

Thankfully she is wearing a massive cloak that covers her from head to toe, hiding her royal guard uniform, and a mask that hides half of her face.

But that doesn't answer his question, so he whispers, "What are you doing, here?!"

"I'm following my order from Ms. She-...."

Twilight immediately clamps her mouth and whispers, "No no no! Not here!"

Frankie peeks from his shoulder and says, " So you do know her. Is she another of your-..."

Twilight doesn't let him finish as he abruptly grabs Yor's wrist and briskly walks out from the tavern's back door.

After making sure that they are alone, Twilight starts his questions, "How do you know where to find me?"

"I'm following Your Highness."

Following him? From the palace? But he didn't feel anyone's presence.

He presses on, "Nobody should know I left the palace."

"I've been following you since you left the room."

Twilight blinks, "But I went through…." He abruptly stops himself lest he blurts his secret.

"That passage is indeed very cleverly built, as expected from Your Highness. But as Ms. Sherwood said it is-...."

He lifts his hand to stop her, "Wait wait….. Sylvia knows about that??!!"

The woman in front of him shrugs, "It's not that hard to find."

Twilight faces faults.

And suddenly Sylvia's warning rings in his mind: do not underestimate her.

Several weeks prior

“You are to go on a solo mission in a faraway place. I wish you to keep up your impeccable performance and not put shame on our country.”

Yor bows her head deeply. “Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Go. And make our country proud.”

Once again Yor bows her head and turns to leave the majestic throne room.

“Oh, and Yor…”

She stops and turns to face the King of Ostania.

She notices how His Majesty’s face softens a fraction as he whispers, “Please be careful.”

Yor smiles. “I will… Father.”

She then continues to pack her belongings and immediately departs to the kingdom of the West.

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