He'd dismounted even before Nemesis had stopped, throwing right leg over the horn of his saddle and jumping off. It was practiced art with him as he seem to do it so fluidly. Hearing a woman's voice, he looked up to see someone of royalty approach him. Seeing as she referred to him as her bodyguard, he assumed it was the Princess. He had to stop a groan from escaping him.<br/><br/>"Drake, your Majesty, Drake Hunter, It is a great pleasure to meet one as beautiful as yourself." He said with a bow, forcing himself to be courteous even though he wanted to take her life and go home.