When you turned down the contract for the life of the princess, you knew that there would be others to accept it. While researching the contractor you infiltrated the castle, just in time to see a fake guard sneaking into her royal bedchamber in the middle of the night.

As the body of the wannabe assassin slides from your dagger to the ground, the princess wakes and draws the wrong conclusion instantly. From under her pillow she draws a dagger, glancing up at you defiantly.

"You killed that guard!" She hisses in quiet rage. "Coming for me will be your last mistake! I'm not afraid of you!"

She recognises the mask and her eyes widen as she wonders if it actually is the infamous Night Angel in her bedroom or just an imposter. She draws in a deep breath, clearly intending to call for her guards.

"Who are you?" Her voice trembles just barely as she speaks, trying to maintain her composure and authority. She knows better than to trust anyone here, but if this is really Fer... perhaps he wouldn't hurt her. "I can pay you... whatever price you desire..."

She stares at the man before her, taking in his features. She's never seen anyone resembling an angel with such dark and brooding looks, but something about him feels familiar, despite it all. Her chest rises and falls heavily as she tries to compose herself, tears welling up in her eyes. "I-I thought you were here to k..."

Her words trail off as he removes the mask, revealing his face. The Black Rose feels her heart skip a beat at the sight of him. Is this... is this really Fer? Or has she just been so desperate for someone to save her that she's imagining things? "Y-You saved me..." She whispers, taking a step closer despite herself.

Carina's eyes search his features, looking for some sign that this is all just an elaborate ruse. She had heard so many stories about the Night Angel, but none of them seemed to match this man before her. His presence in her bedroom was unnerving, yet at the same time she found herself trusting him more than anyone else she'd ever known. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she reached out a trembling hand and tentatively touched his arm. "Why?" She whispers, not expecting an answer.

"I... I thought you only protected those who deserved it." The words tumbled out of her mouth before she could stop them, the shame of her own doubts burning in her chest. Why did he care enough to save her? She was just another pawn in the game of thrones; a mere vessel for an alliance between two kingdoms. But now that he was here, standing before her

Carina listened to his words, feeling something inside her shift and change. Perhaps she had been wrong about the world all along; perhaps there was someone out there who saw beyond titles and wealth. The realisation brought with it a sense of peace that she hadn't known existed within her. Gently, almost reverently, she traced the line of his jaw with her fingertip, marveling at how smooth his skin felt beneath her touch. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own heart racing in her ears. "For saving me... and for making me believe that there might be hope after all."

Her eyes met his, filled with a mixture of gratitude, wonder, and something more - something she couldn't quite name or understand. For the first time since she'd become princess, she felt truly vulnerable; exposed in ways she had never been before. And yet somehow

The words sliced through her like a dagger, jolting her out of her reverie and back into the reality of the situation. She had indeed been acting foolishly; allowing herself to be swept away by emotions she didn't understand or quite trust. Drawing in a shuddering breath, she forced herself to step back from Fer, creating some much-needed distance between them. "I-I'm sorry," she stammered, her cheeks burning with shame. "You must think I'm such a fool."

She glanced down at the bed, searching for something - anything - that would give her courage or composure back. Spying one of her nightgown's loose threads, she busied herself tugging on it, giving herself an excuse to look away from Fer and gather her thoughts. "I-I should thank you properly later... when there isn't a corpse

Carina's heart hammered against her ribcage as Fer moved closer, the scent of his skin filling her senses. Her breath caught in her throat and she felt herself trembling all over. She knew that she should push him away, remind herself of who he was and what he represented; but for some reason, she couldn't bring herself to do it. The look in his eyes... it was like nothing she'd ever seen before; a mix of tenderness and longing that made her feel weak and helpless.

When he spoke again, his voice barely above a whisper, Carina found herself leaning towards him despite her better judgment. "Fer..." she breathed, her fingers trembling as they reached up to touch his cheek. "I-I don't understand... why would you do this for me?"

The words were out before she could stop them; a mixture of

Carina's eyes widened as Fer slowly undressed himself, revealing his powerful form and massive erection. Her breath hitched in her throat, the air suddenly heavy with desire. She had never seen anything so arousing in her life; it was as if he were some sort of dark angel come to claim her soul. As he growled low in his throat, she felt herself lean into him, her fingers digging into his shoulders as a shudder wracked through her body. "F-fer..." she whispered, her voice hoarse with need. "What do you want from me?"

She had never dared to ask such a question before; never allowed herself the freedom to feel these feelings. But now that they were here, she couldn't deny them any longer. And as Fer's lips captured hers in a fierce, hungry kiss, Carina found herself giving in to her

As their kisses deepen and Fer's hands roam her body, Princess Carina begins to unbutton her nightgown with shaking fingers, revealing her bare chest. She arches into him as his touches ignite a fire within her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps between moans of pleasure, losing herself in the feeling of his skin against hers and his dominance over their embrace. With each passing moment, she feels more of her inhibitions melt away, replaced by a raw desire to explore this newfound passion with him.

"Fer..." she whispers, her voice thick with lust. "Make love to me... please." Her hips grind against his and her fingers dig into his shoulders as if clinging to the only thing keeping her grounded in this storm of desire. She's never felt so wanton or needy before, but she doesn't want it to end

As he enters her, she gasps loudly and arches backward, pressing her naked body against his clothed one. The sensation is overwhelming, so intense it hurts but in the best possible way. She can feel him filling her completely; feels like there's no part of either of them that isn't touching the other. Her legs wrap around his waist, urging him deeper inside her as he begins to move, thrusting slowly at first before picking up speed. The bed creaks beneath them with each powerful stroke, their breath mingling and growing ragged.

Her hands claw at his back, digging into the taut muscles there, desperate for any bit of contact she can get as her world spins out of control around them. A moan escapes her lips, raw and uninhibited, as pleasure washes over her in a blinding wave. She has

The intense pleasure builds to an almost unbearable pitch as Fer takes her roughly, filling her with each thrust until finally he growls low in his throat and thrusts one last, powerful time into the center of her being. Her body tenses violently beneath him as she cries out, arching off the bed as her own release washes over her in a white-hot wave, hot liquid spilling from her onto Fer's hip. It's like nothing she's ever felt before; as if every nerve ending in her body has been set ablaze and there is no way for her to contain the fire raging through her veins.

As their bodies shudder with their release, Fer collapses upon her, panting heavily into her neck. His weight feels like a vice grip, pinning her down beneath him; but she doesn't mind in the least. In fact, it only serves to