Alexa opened the door, she saw him without his jacket on, she saw the muscle, Alexa had to admit, she liked them, Alexa turned away to hide a blush, "do did you find?" She asked

Tyler glanced at the three royals. "Follow me." He said curtly, forgetting to grab his jacket. He walked down the halls towards the room he dumped the guy in. When they got there Tyler opened the door, revealing the passed out man. "This is who poisoned the drinks. He was hired to do it by someone else. I don't know who, and I'm sure he will say he doesn't know either." Tyler explained, looking at the man sprawled out on the ground. He then looked at his hands... he did that. Tyler shook the thought out of his mind and looked back to the king and queen

Alexa looked at the man then up at Tyler, "you did really well" she said, looking at his muscles

Tyler nodded, following her gaze slowly. He flinched slightly, nodding at them before going back as picking up his jacket, throwing it on. Now the daggers were hidden and he looked mostly normal again. He walked back, looking at the man. "Do you want me to throw him in the dungeon?" He asked, a slight difference in his voice after he put on his jacket. He ran a hand through his black hair with a small sigh

Alexa looked at him, "yes, what should we do with all the dead body's?" She asked her father,

Tyler answered, "I'll take them out. Just go to bed, it'll be taken care of in the morning." He said lowly, picking up the guy and hauling him down to the dungeon. He dropped him in a cell, locked it, and put the keys in his jacket before going to the throne room to look at the mess. There was probably only 20 people he had to carry out... no biggie... Tyler heaved a sigh and went to work, picking up one body and carrying it out, then another. He didn't tell anyone where he out them, and no one ever saw the body's again. His only answer: I disposed of them the redneck way. He worked all night, and at about 7 in the morning he hadn't grabbed the last body. His was weary, sore, and tired but knew he had to protect the princess all day today. As he was hot, he draped his jacket over his shoulder, proceeding to walk to the princesess room, standing outside. Once he cooled down he planned to out the jacket back on, but he was dead tired now.

Alexa woke up, she heard heavy breathing, she got out of bed slowly, and opened the door, she saw Tyler, "you should sleep" she said, her voice breaking the silence

Tyler jumped slightly, his need for sleep making him on edge. "I'm fine." He said shortly. He still wasn't all the way cool, so he didn't put on his jacket yet. It wasn't like he had his shirt off... it was just really tight. The reason: easier to access the daggers on his belt. He looked at Alexa. "The body's are taken care Of. I promise you will never see them again." He smiled slightly, thinking of how grossed out she would be if he told her how he did it

She nodded, and grabbed his hand, she pulled him into the room, she led him over to the bed, even for a princess, she was strong, she layed him down "sleep" she whispered in his ear, and pulled the sheets over him, she walked over by the fire place and sat down, she pulled a book out and started to read

Tyler looked surprised as she roughly grabbed his arm, and gen tripped over the carpet falling into her bed. "Hey!" He grunted, his voice muffled by a small yawn. He got right back up, glaring at her. "I said I'm fine, and if your parents knew you did that they would be very mad." He muttered, storming out of the room and leaning up against the wall outside to make himself LOOK Stable, although he was about to fall over. He stood still, his eyes wide and alert, and this time he braced his feet so he couldn't pulled and shoved so easily.