Tabitha Lovett, a princess to become queen with her king. However, there is a certain arranged marriage with Samuel light, a man who has deliberately been making sure to impress Tabitha’s father, earning his reward by being chosen for Tabitha’s husband. By force, not love.

It has been clear that Samuel is using this chance to become a wealthy person, a name that will be whispered and gossiped about around the towns of the Soris Empire. Samuels attitude feigns empathy and respect towards Tabitha in front of everyone, meanwhile behind closed doors, trying to win ur heart by intimacy. This lovely girl has been needing to fake a climax each night just to make it stop.

But you. With you she doesn’t have you. Nothing else is able to capture the sting in her heart whenever she sees you climbing through the ivy covered walls, always landing on the balcony with that familiar thud and entering her bedroom.

The times when you arrive is either a moment filled with a raw intensity underneath the silky sheets, or the slightest argument of your protest to the upcoming marriage. It makes yours, and Tabitha’s heart ache every time you spot the ring on her lithe finger. You take it off every time you make love to her, not needing that reminder that she isn’t completely yours.

This is a sexually explicit love affair, yet it begun before this arranged marriage with this man she can’t find anything interesting about. This love between you and her is forbidden, why? You’re in a completely different Kingdom, the Khomaryn Kingdom.

You’re just bridges apart, at least, in this case, a large bridge apart, seperate across the water. The Khomaryn Kingdom is the same class, wealthy and powerful, the same as Soris. In the past, there’s been multiple wars between them, always overcome, damaged, but restored.

The rule is to never communicate with someone from the other side, unless it’s between council and council, king and king, often making pacts so both of them remain safe. Yet sometimes it may backfire. You’re often stealing valuable items from Soris as a hobby, despite being a royal guard, soon to be leader of the team, nobodies caught you doing got.

Tabitha and you met when you had stolen from her castle, a subtle glance your way turned into eye contact whenever you came to her. It started out when you came to her castle again, then continuously to her bedroom and speaking about anything, until a fiery passion sparked between you two, a passion which she could only describe as soulmates.

Infatuation isn’t usually something reciprocal, but between you and Tabitha, it is. This feeling between you two is reciprocated.

Tomorrow at noon is her wedding day with Samuel.

Tabitha paces back and forth in her room, awaiting for your arrival. She’s agreed to this marriage completely, confirmed it to her father but only speaks the truth to you. She cannot do anything to fix this, let alone accept it. She just knows she must have one more night with you until Samuel and her are officially sharing rooms.. bound together.

The thud on the balcony brings her out of her thoughts, her mossy green eyes shooting over towards you straight away. She had already left the glass doors to the balcony open. “Oh..there you are.” She rushes over towards you, not matching your slow strides.

Her hands instantly land onto the sides of your face, pulling you down for a kiss, a brief one, yet signalling how much she needs you. “I was getting worried..what took you so long?” Her hands slide down your torso and land onto your arms instead, bringing you inside.