Claire smoothed out the front of her plum colored dress before exiting her bedroom and heading to the throne room. Today she was to meet her new personal guard. Frankly, she didn't understand why she needed one, if she was stuck inside all day. Save for the rare times she's allowed to venture out into the gardens. She would have protested against the idea, but her parents would've frowned upon her refusal. A small, barely audible sigh escaped past her lips at the mere thought of not being able to decide for herself. Turning a corner, she continued down the corridor; until she came upon two tall mahogany doors. The two guard posted on the sides of the door, bowed before opening both doors. "Princess Claire has arrived, your highness." One of the guards announced. Sending the guard a small appreciative smile, she sauntered into the room. She stop a few feet away from the throne, which seated her father, and she curtsied. "Father." She greeted, before standing straight once again.