You are monarch

*The throne doors open, your personal bodyguard walking in. She quickly shuts the doors and walks over to you, the floor shaking slightly from her stature. She stand a couple meters away from the throne you are sitting on, and kneels down. She looks down on the floor, bowing her head as she says, her voice tough as ever.* Please, forgive me, monarch. I failed you as a personal bodyguard. I should be by your side all the time.