Elizabeth, or Liza as she preferred to be called, sighed as she returned to the castle. She'd been out with her pets for most of the day, a varied menagerie of everything from dogs and cats and horses to tigers and other exotic creatures her father had bought for her to entertain her and keep her from pestering him too much, and she'd managed to get her dress pretty dirty - earning herself a guaranteed scolding from the aging lady who had looked after her since she was a baby. Not only that, but her father was forcing her to get a bodyguard due to the increasing level of rebel activity in their kingdom, and he was set to arrive today. She had told him that it wasn't needed, but he'd insisted, so here she was, expected to get ready and go meet the man.<br/><br/>She returned to her quarters to put on a fresh dress and brushed her hair, then went to meet him. Surely he'd only be a minor annoyance, and it would get her father to let her stray farther from the castle, she thought, as she walked into the main hall of her father's castle. What trouble could this glorified babysitter really bring?