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As Queen Kesis waited for clone captain Sturg to bring the three specialized troopers, Ayn and Symat entered the throne room escorted by servants. The two siblings bowed to greet their mother, "Mother, you summoned us?" Symat asks the queen.

"Why of course, before you head off to bed you must meet your new personal bodyguards for the next few months until they leave our world. They will watch your every move and accompany you around anywhere you go."

Symat nodded obediently while Ayn displayed a face of half disappointment and genuine interest in who will be her so-called new personal bodyguards. On one hand it was more encroachment onto her freedom and privacy, but on the other, she was generally interested in the new arrivals and it was possibly an opportunity for some teasing. A few moments passed until a servant knocked on the throne room door and explained the three guards were behind him having just finished their basic medical checks and that they would go back tomorrow for more extensive ones. The queen nodded and motioned to the servant to let her guests in.

The door slowly opens, revealing the three unique troopers the royal family saw from Ronin Company when the legion was introduced. 'It's those troopers from earlier....well this is interesting.' the queen thought to herself as the three clones stood before the royal family.

"Your highness, meet Lieutenant Ghost, Sergeant Ram, and Corporal Jyn." Sturg introduces his finest men, the three troopers saluting to the royal family. Then the queen first inquired about the one with the more accessorized armor. "What is this trooper's specialty?" Kesis pointed to Ghost, "He is an ARC Trooper, or Advanced Recon Commando. An elite variant of clone troopers who served the corp as special forces. Usually sent for more dangerous and challenging assignments that standard troopers cannot complete, also trained to be one-man armies essentially. Ghost here is one of the last of his class, many ARC Troopers have died or retired from the corp. He is one of the few active ARC's left in the imperial army. Your highness is lucky to have a trooper of such high caliber under her command."

The queen seemed thoroughly impressed by the introduction of this ARC trooper, however, she would need to put this soldier to the test if he really is that formidable as his captain says. "How about the more......basic one." she turned to Ram, who wore more bland armor compared to his flashier and stylish brothers. "He might look basic, but Ram is our weapons expert. His skill and hardware allow him to gun down multiple targets within seconds, having a total of 10,961 confirmed droid kills including four droid bombers. With him, nobody will be able to harm your family with his firepower at your control."

Kesis nodded and then turned to the last trooper, "And the one with blades attached to his arms?". " Jyn here is a clone assassin, trained specifically to kill rogue Jedi or track down any trooper that deserts the military. The blades you see on his arms are vibroblades, they vibrate at extremely high speeds meaning even a glancing cut will become a gaping wound. The tip is kept stable for getting through armor and it's crafted with a cortosis-weave making it able to withstand even a lightsaber, a Jedi's main weapon. He can also hold a ballistic shield for crowd control which makes him a well-rounded trooper." Kesis nodded and started thinking for a moment, then raised her head, "I would like to see the faces of our new guards, please...remove your helmets." The three troopers obediently removed their helmets, the result satisfied some curiosity but brought a few chilling implications.

Ghost's face was young, having almost no battle scars compared to his more standard brethren outside. He looked to be in his early twenties, probably around the same age as Ayn. Sporting a black crew cut and tanned face with dashing grey eyes, it's hard to believe a young man like himself achieved such a high rank at a young age.

Jyn like the others looked as they were in their twenties and also donned a black crew cut, although his hair was longer than the others and faded to red at the ends. His skin was a bit paler than his companions, but what was eye-catching was his eyes as well. His left eye had the color of crimson red while his right eye sported the same color as Ghost.

'He's like Nytro, two colors for his eyes. Wonder if he has the personality. Otherwise, that would be the full package.' Ayn thought to herself, however, she still kept an eye on the ARC Trooper. 'This one looks attractive for his kind......but the way he acts, it's so lifeless for a living being. I wonder what ARA would think of him.' Ram on the other hand had dark blue highlights on his crew cut, with soft dark blue eyes to compliment his peachy rugged face, tainted by a scar on his right eye. 'His eyes are the same color as Krystal's fur, wonder if he has an easy-going personality too.' Ayn continued to think to herself.

The Queen was a bit troubled as to how young the troopers were, but they were here for a reason and that is to protect her family.

"Very well then, Jyn...was it? You will be assigned to protect my son Symat. Ram, you will be assigned to me. Ghost, you will be assigned to Ayn, the more troublesome out of my two children."

Kesis's comment earned a pout from Ayn and some giggling from Symat. If there was any reaction from the troopers they didn't show it as they have already put their helmets back on. Kesis layed out their duties and rules to follow, they would essentially accompany the royals from when they woke up to when they went to bed while the royal guard would then take over to make sure no one else enters the bedrooms. They would also fulfill requests the royals gave them as long as said requests weren't demeaning or inappropriate. Rule wise the protection of the royals came first before all other circumstances or considerations, there was to be no fraternization between the guard and royal, they couldn't leave the royals unguarded, if asked for privacy the guards still had to stay close enough to be able to protect the royal, no intoxication while on duty, and other typical rules.

The three troopers saluted the queen, leaving the room as servants opened the door for them. The royal family then headed off to bed, to refresh and prepare for the upcoming event in a couple of days.

The birds chirped at the palace gardens, it was morning again in the Queendom of Siania. Ayn was still asleep soundly in her room, that was when she felt a familiar touch. Someone was shaking her, she tossed and turned grumpily to face the person waking her up. It was none other than Eshe, now in an arm crutch, yet still attending to her duties.

"Wake up your highness, in about an hour you are to head downtown for a community event that requires your presence." Eshe smiled at her dear princess. Ayn just couldn't help it and got off the bed swiftly to hug her most loyal subject.

"I'm glad you are on your feet again habibi." the princess says in a tired tone

"By the way, I heard we have new bodyguards. The four soldiers outside your room have been standing guard even before I came to your quarters, they look like statues."

"Yes, apparently the aliens that landed on our world agreed to offer their service to us. In return our people repair their ships so that they can return home, if they can that is."

The princess then proceeded to leave her quarters and was greeted by none other than Ghost and three other troopers. "Good morning milady, please get ready in thirty minutes. We are on a tight schedule." Ghost tells the semi-awake princess.

Ayn nods and proceeds down to the baths to clean herself up, escorted by her four new bodyguards. 'This is going to be one boring day' the princess thought to herself as she entered the bathroom while the four clones stood guard outside. After she finished and donned a purple dress, the group walked over to the palace entrance. Kesis was already waiting, dressed in her everyday attire, a white dress with gold accents to compliment her natural beauty. Ram stood by her side along with eight other troopers. She then saw Symat from a distance approaching her, dressed in a sarong matching his mother's dress.

"Mother, when is father coming home?" Symat questions the queen. "

"In about ten hours or so, he still hasn't finished his board meetings with the head minister of outworld." Kesis quickly replied to her son.

"Your majesty, the armored escort is awaiting your orders. Gunships are also on standby." Jyn informed Kesis as everybody made their way to the royal limo that was escorted by four armored SUVs. Two BARC speeders were also stationed at the front as well as back respectively. The queen and prince entered the limo first as a few clone troopers and the blue guard got in the SUVs as passengers.

"Attention all troopers, her majesty and the prince have boarded the limo. The princess is the only one still at the palace." Ram spoke into his comlink to broadcast to all clones on duty for the day.

Princess Ayn then arrived a moment later, escorted personally by Ghost and three other troopers. Her gleaming beauty was a sight for the public to look at as cameras from the palace gates already began taking photos of her. Ghost takes notice of this and orders the three troopers to walk in front of her down the staircase. Although she was a tad taller than the regular clones, Ghost's much taller figure covered Ayn from the press.

"Is this really needed Lieutenant?" While Ayn certainly didn't care for the media, she still enjoyed showing herself off to a degree.

"Your mother has ordered us to keep you away from the press at all costs, so that eliminates further rumors of your personal life." Ghost bluntly told the princess as he escorted her down the entrance stairs.

A trooper immediately rushed to the limo to open the door for Ayn. Ghost offered her his hand, assisting her into the limo. As Ayn took Ghost's hand, she felt an ice-cold chill at her fingertips, a chill similar to the the snowy peaks of Denali, but as her hand slowly intertwined with his, she felt warmth, the heart of a man, tormented, forced to battle against his will, a man who lost his way. Ayn gave a light-hearted smile, hidden from view as she stepped into the limousine. She never would've guessed, an alien soldier, a trained terminator could be so warm.