Princess Ayla
When I walked out of my room, I was greeted by a warrior. Was I now being watched at all times? There was never a warrior at my door before.
“Princess,” the warrior greeted me with a nod.
“Who are you?” I asked him.
“I’m Ryan, princess. Commander Xander has ordered protection for you.” He answered and I sighed. I wasn’t going to argue with someone who was following orders.
“Okay, Ryan. But please call me Ayla. And will you show me where the library is?” He nodded and motioned for me to start walking.
“How are you feeling this morning, Princess Ayla?” He asked me while we walked. I had to force my eyes not to roll at the use of my title and name.
“Much better, thank you. How long have you been working with Xander?” I asked him.
“Only a year before he went on hi
