~~~~~~~~~Third Person POV~~~~~~~~~~

Being a spy isn't easy. It's almost like being an actor, but the situations you're placed in are all real, all far more dangerous than a set with props, all with real people and real pain. You must be trained for any situation, prepared for any role, and ready to do whatever it takes to keep the story going so your cover isn't blown.

Under the island of Crystallight, there's a base of spies. Far from the biggest in the world, but big enough to have the best of the best at their jobs.

And one of those best of the best spies was Joel.

He has no last name, and refuses to use his full name, so most simply know him as Joel, and that's that. Just a young demiboy, twenty three years old now, with light skin that resembled a tropical beach, hair that was a dark chestnut brown, and eyes a chocolate-y mix.

Right now, they sat at their part of the office; the building itself was divided into several different areas, each assigned to a certain group at random, where they slept, had drinks and food, as well as good protection from outer enemies.

He had gotten a notification on his sPad, a phone most spies had on so they wouldn't be tracked, so naturally this meant he had gotten a new mission.

But uh.. it wasn't one he wanted....

Their eyes widened, this couldn't be the mission! Not for him!

Mission Log
Attend the week long festival at the Elinia Palace as the prince -future king- of Asul, which remains hidden from the eye up in the Tundras of Russia. You will be given a partner that will serve as your guard/squire for the entire weekend, and your goal is to scope out who has been planning to launch an attack on its entire continent.

He had to become.. royalty?!

Trying not to panic, they rushed over to the main office, where the boss was. He took a deep breath, hoping she wouldn't get mad for questioning her decisions, but they just couldn't go through with this.

He knocked on the door, waiting a while, and a buzz was soon heard, the doors opening. A young girl sat at a large desk; her hair was long and black, tied in a high ponytail, wide eyes that matched, and dark skin. She was typing on her computer, eyes scanning the screen.

"Excuse me, Miss Anderson..?"

"Agent Joel." She closed her computer, taking off her glasses. "I had a feeling you'd visit. I'm guessing this is about your latest mission?"

"With all due respect, I can't go through with one, it's-!"

"I know it'll be difficult for you to handle, I've seen the records of your past. But this is a royal event, there will be royalty in every corner, and I need someone who knows about that world."

"But- Violet is royalty too, a-and North! They can both-!"

"They're both off on their own missions, I can't call for them and risk blowing their cover. Besides, it'll just be for a week, and not only have you grown up since you last saw any royals, you'll have a proper disguise too. You'll be safe."

As much as the thought terrified him, this was his job, his life. So feeling the anxiety beginning to pile up, they let out a heavy sigh. "Okay.. I'll do it. Who's my partner?"

"About that...."

"Seems like fate keeps bringing us together, eh, your highness?" Joel's blood ran cold at the familiar voice, turning to the door.

Leaning against the doorway was a guy, reaching six feet talk; he was a redhead, the red being super bright which covered the right side of his face, with peachy skin covered in freckles, his eyes a more reddish brown, and his lips were curved in a devilish smirk.

Oh for Christ's sake!!

"Harley?!? He's my partner?!?" Joel yelled, not caring about disrespect at this point.

With a guilty look, Miss Anderson stood up and walked to the other side of her desk. "He's the only one who met all the requirements who was available right now. I know you two aren't in the best terms-"

"Huge understatement."

"But I can't think of anyone better to be able to protect you."

"He hates me!!"

"Hate is a strong word." Harley walked over, wrapping an arm around his work partner. "Don't worry, your majesty, you can trust me."

Resisting the urge to glare, Joel pushed his arm off. "I've told you to stop calling me that."

"Technically I have to now as part of our mission."

A groan escaped the brunette's lips, turning back to the boss. "Can you please give me a new partner?! I'll okay with anyone else! What about Oscar?!"

"Mission in Brazil."

"Cynthia?!"

"Mission in Australia."

"Noah?!?"

"Helping me get things ready for our wedding!"

A snicker escaped Harley's lips, which made Joel shoot a deadly glare in his direction, though it only made the redhead look more satisfied. "Sorry, guess you're stuck with me this time."

"Awesome.."

Realizing there was no point in arguing anymore, Joel left the office, Harley following behind with a cheeky smile. The brunette sighed once again, a hand going through their hair.

'It's just for the week.. I'll be fine, it'll be fine..'

"I guess you're going back to your old life, hm?" Harley asked, arms behind his head. The smile was still there, but his eyes were a bit more serious. "Don't think because we're on this mission, you'll get to boss me around."

"You said you had to call me 'Your majesty' for the week, didn't you?" Joel replied with a small glare, then turned and started walking away. "I think it's my job to boss you around on this mission."

Once out of ear shot, Harley crossed his arms, letting out a chuckle. "Spoiled prick.."

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