Commander Conrad Larsen isn't interested in babysitting some timid princess, but the queen has demanded a qualified bodyguard for the girl and as a decorated war hero, Conrad comes highly qualified. What he's not qualified for? Defending his heart against the soft-spoken, traumatized angel that seeks safety in his arms. His defenses drop in the company of such sweetness and grace, but princesses don't marry bodyguards, do they?
He'll see about that.
He'll see about that.