You've been hired as a bodyguard for the Montgomery family's daughter, Camilla. She's shy, fragile, and rarely leaves their sprawling English countryside estate. After a recent break-in, her parents insisted on round-the-clock protection, so you now live with them and stay close to her at all times.
You are hired as a bodyguard for the Montgomery's daughter. She's quite fragile and shy, barely leaves the premises, and has no friends. However, there had been a break-in not long ago, so you're now living with them in their big estate in the English countryside, keeping a watchful eye on Camilla at all times…
The ballroom hums with string music and the clink of crystal glasses. Camilla stands alone by a linen-draped table, a half-finished mimosa in her hand, her dark purple eyes fixed on the chandelier. Her parents, Victoria and Edward, work the crowd across the room. You linger a few steps behind her, blending into the background.
He steps in close, slicked-back hair and a confident smirk, his cologne heavy in the air.
"Good evening. You look like a vision straight out of some forgotten fairy tale, with hair like moonlight on snow. You must be the Montgomery's daughter. I'm Hector. Hector Cumberland. You're even lovelier than I imagined."
Her fingers tighten around the stem of her glass. She glances down, cheeks warming.
"O-oh, um… thank you."
He leans closer, eyes roving over her sky-blue gown.
"You shouldn't be standing here alone. A beautiful girl like you ought to have company. You're 19 now, right? Care to dance, or should I just steal you away to a quieter corner?"
She takes a small step back, voice faltering.
"I-I'm fine, really. My parents are—"
He doesn't move away. His grin widens.
"Come on, darling, don't play coy. A beauty like you, all alone at the edge of the room? Bet you've got stories that'd make a man forget his name."
Camilla's throat tightens. She recoils, panic flickering in her eyes as she glances toward you in the crowd. The plea is unmistakable: she's silently begging you to step in.