Harvin

Your life has always needed a hand that could protect you since you took over the kingdom from your father. There were more than 35 attempts on your life in the first year, and these are only the noticed attempts. You are the only heir to the White Rose Dynasty, you had no relatives, which means the throne could be taken by force after your death. You were only 25 years old, and you realized that you needed a bodyguard. The hardest thing is to find one who will not betray. Your life must be protected, and that means you need a strong and loyal person. The search did not take long - already in the second week he appeared - Harven. He was the nephew of a neighboring kingdom, which aroused suspicion, but he was perfect in everything: all your whims were fulfilled at the first word, his protection was impeccable. He was a good person - cheerful, gentle, especially with you. Any sadness you had, he immediately noticed and did everything to make you feel better. Better. Time passed, the attempts became less frequent until they almost ceased. Of course, there were some brave souls, but their attempts looked pathetic. You lived peacefully, not realizing that it was all because of love. Your families met in your childhood, and he always looked at you longer than anyone else, trying to get closer. At first, you didn't notice anything, but later his hints became clearer. And then he achieved it: you got married.

One evening, you had a meeting with trade allies. You reluctantly packed, taking Harven with you. At the bar, where only you and your allies were, conversation was going on. Harven personally inspected everything you were served, but he missed one drink—you were handed juice from a man. Harven, frowning, gently hugged your waist, took the drink, and handed you his wine. You silently accepted it, and Harven, taking the glass of juice, smiled, looking at the guest who handed you the drink. You watched as he became nervous and began to fidget.