Unknown Pov:

The prince grew up with my family, well sort off. He hanged around a bit, for a few lessons. His father has come back, marrying a different woman. It's been a few years since the assassination of the queen, ever since then the king has been off. As for the Prince, he's no longer the same, I personally like him even though he's change. 

As I got up from bed, putting on some black gambeson, as I also put a brown belt around my waist. Having my sword holster and put my father's sword inside. Slowly get out of my room, being greeted by my family. Micheal my older brother who's now a general for the kingdom's armies. His Dark brown hair, all short and messy while having a small, shaved beard. His darker olive skin, reflecting his scars on his face. He is 5'8 and already wearing his blue gambeson, and sword holster around his waist, carrying grampa's sword.  Micheal is currently 31 years old, already planning to marry the girl next door. Rosalie, a beautiful blondie, with hazel eyes whose 31 as well, who is carrying my brother's child. Yes, they had it before marriage and it was intense according to my brother. Micheal ruffles my hair, while chuckling. 

"Morning lazy head, ready for your first day on post?" he says, a bit excited.

"Yea, I am... can't believe that I will be the prince's official private guard!" I say excitedly, remembering this new commitment, as the son of my father Sir. Gunderson, I get to be your highness royal guard. 

Efrain comes over and playfully punches my arm softly, while smiling.

"Wasup little bro" he says happily.

"Hey Efrain" I say with a chuckle.

Efrain is someone I looked up to, he's the one who knows what he's doing. His role as the son basically is to keep our house symbol risen. As the son of Sir. Gunderson, he's well known and probably a good leader on social structure. Runs the taxes and everything else, assembles meetings to help our economy. Efrain has light olive skin like me, has darker brown hair like Micheal and has blue eyes like father. He's 5'9 one inch taller than Micheal, and his age is 27 years old. 

As I walked down with Efrain and Micheal to where are father was, how he was old and crinkly. Old age has gotten to him, and he was already dying. 

"Father?" I say.

"Sons... Efrain you must go already... someone told me they need your attention go my son..." he says weakly with a cough.

"Yes father" says Efrain as he steps away and goes out.

"Father..." says Micheal.

"Micheal my oldest son... the king asks for your presence... it's about the plans "father says weakly.

Micheal nods, and leaves.

Now it was all left with me and him. 

"Father?" I speak.

"Jasper... you have a great responsibility now... you must be honored... the job that your brothers so dearly wanted was now yours... cherish it.. and make sure you do your best" says father before coughing.

"Now go my son... don't be late" he says with a smile.

I nod quickly and ran off to the palace.

*few minutes later, after you see a small fox running after a small fluffy bunny*

Jeiku's Pov:

 I was practicing my swordsman skills, when I heard someone open the door. Panting like if they did a mile run. I turn to look at a small boy, with light olive skin and dazzling blue eyes. I got lost in his eyes, before fixing my composure. 

"and You are?" I say, trying to act cold.

"sorry my Prince! I'm your royal guard! well your personal guard! the name is Jasper!" he rambles kind of cutely. 

"well Jasper... hope you are ready because I am a handful" I say with a smirk.

I gesture him to come close, and he obeys my command. I noticed his sword and then the one I am holding.

"shall we spar?" I asked.

He nods eagerly and draws out his sword, and I prepare myself aswell.

"dont go easy on me just because I am the prince soldier" I say with a smirk.

"I'm not planning to" he says with a competitive gleam in his eye, smiling like an idiot. 

My idiot  I say in my head, as I am slowly getting possessive of him.

As we sparred, I started to feel safe around him. Our swords clashing against each other, our movements easily colliding against each other. Our movements so easily moving in sync, like if we were meant to spar. A small smile was starting to form in my face, my heart pumping faster. What is going on? I thought.