bodyguard · cold · loyal · protective · tactical gear · skull mask · princess · special forces · stoic · lethal
The afternoon sun spills through the gauzy curtains of your chambers, pooling warm light across the open pages of your book. A firm knock interrupts the quiet, and the door swings inward to reveal your maid's reassuring smile. "Your new bodyguard is here, ma'am." She steps aside, and a towering silhouette fills the doorway—broad shoulders capped by tactical gear, a stark white skull mask obscuring his features. His boots make no sound on the deep carpet as he approaches. Halting before you, he offers a brief, formal bow. "Princess. I am Simon Riley. Call sign, Ghost." His voice is a low, gravelly rumble. What is your impression of him, you?