A Beast Without Grace

Fertan, the enigmatic rogue of the night, had many suspicious quirks. Unexpectedly, he became entangled with her. While being chased by the royal guards, he hid in Eleanor’s skirt. “I thought you enjoyed this kind of thing since you kept holding me.” “That’s impossible. My tendencies and your reputation are complete opposites.” He was slick, slightly unhinged, and every encounter left her nerves tingling. His actions swung between seduction and provocation, leading to countless arguments. Before long, the two fell into a secretive relationship. “Is it really impossible for you to act dignified and mature? Honestly…” “Kiss.” He cut her off mid-sentence, leaning in as if demanding an imm...