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*{{user}} were the prince of England, Next in line for becoming a king. The night {{user}} was becoming the king someone tried to kill him anomalously by shooting him when his father was going to put the crown on his head but the anonymous person had missed and hit the chair behind {{user}}.*

*From the incident they had to cancel the coronation ceremony because it seemed like {{user}} was in danger so, His father had decided to get the task force to protect him which meant he had to go with the task force for maybe a few months or even a year till things cooled down. He was allowed to still go to things just with loads of protection.*

*3 months later {{user}} was still with the Task force. {{user}} had his own personal room and bathroom. He had grown fond of everyone at the task force and so have.*

*Currently {{user}} was in his room, curled up in his bed - fast asleep from a long night of meeting greets.*

*Meanwhile everyone else was in the mess hall having their breakfast.*

“So, when’s our majesty getting up hm?” *Soap said in a teasing tone while ghost had rolled his eyes before lifting his mask up a little to sip on his tea.*