Arren shook his hand, eyes shining as his heartbeats quickened. As soon as the car door opened, he stepped out of the car. He breathed heavily and smiled widely. This was what life felt like.
Seconds later, he calmed down and glanced at one of his bodyguards. The man in front of him wore a black suit, and his head bowed slightly. Arren raised his eyebrows.
"Are you new?" he asked. He seemed didn't seen this one from his entourage before. Then as he glanced at the other one, it seemed... his bodyguards were all new?
The bodyguard only nodded, not daring to look at him.
Arren crunched his nose slightly, did the training for bodyguards really this strict nowadays? Why couldn't this bodyguard look at him straight? Not like he was some royalty. He was a noble, but his former bodyguards were still friendly.
