His "Princess"

"I'm Sorry."

"Princess, You know this isn't right." the guard sighed as he looked down at her fragile body, Trying to respectfully look above her chest. She did not listen, leaning down closer to his shameful face, pleasantly smirking at him. He was pinned under her body, feeling her hands run down his stomach towards his package.

"Please, I don't want him to walk in." He begged her to leave him for just this once. He was supposed to be protecting her from people that would do the same thing she had been doing to him at that moment. His feelings for her were deep, although he wanted her to continue with every bone in his body, he did not want to get caught here with her. He didn't want people to find out like this, not now. His head was filled with the punishments that could happen if 'he' walked in, That's what he was afraid of. He breathed out from his nose holding his breath as she fondled and teased him. He did not want to fight back at all, He squirmed and bit his lip.

"I know you want this, Please." The princess whispered seductively while slowly unbuttoning his shirt, she then leaned in and bit his lip while she kissed him deeply. After a few seconds of the pleasure he had completely forgotten about the death punishments that could happen, He was in the moment. He grasped his hands tightly around her waist pulling her closer to him, Kissing her.

"Wait, princess, I actually think I need to go." he blurts out, Kind of shoving her away from his face, He could tell she was hurt but he couldn't get killed because of this. He quickly sat up and looked at her, he gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. He did not know how he could say sorry to her, Although he knew he was doing the right thing it still felt like he should have stayed.

''Please, Don't go," She begged, looking down at her sheets. The shame he felt for even thinking he almost took advantage of her, After all she had drank more than usual that night. He sighed and took a breath, grabbing his chest-plate and gear.

"Look, I'm going to go and get some fresh air. I'm sorry princess." he said as he closed the door, and headed down through the hall of the palace. He felt guilty and the pit in his stomach dropped, He loved her with everything he had.

"If her fiancé walked in, It would've been my word against his." he whispered quietly, glancing back at the hallway to her room. He opened the large doors that lead to the back-garden and the night breeze hit him like cement, he felt relief. He let his arms rest on the standing table, The sweat dripping from his forehead, he lifted his mask once again, wiping his forehead.

The princess was a beautiful lady, Although she and him had been secretly seeing each other on and off for the last year and a half, She had recently got engaged to the prince of another kingdom a few days ago. Of course she argued about it, but she couldn't tell them why she did not want to marry him, or else I would pay the price.

"None of this would have happened if you just listened to me, carter." he turned his head violently, Seeing his best friend standing there behind him. "You scared me, Don't do that." His friend looks at him with a sad look on his face, not sure if he will hug him or not.

"Listen, I know you love her but there is nothing you can do." His friend spoke in a serious tone, it was not helping his friends grieving. Carter sighed, Looking up into the night sky picturing him and his princess together. He did not want to see her get married to some low life, He knew that she wouldn't either.

"I'm just- Having trouble." Carter's voice broke, he was fighting back his tears.

"I'm sorry." His friend tried his best comforting him.

He then turned to his friend and leaned his head on his shoulder, Looking for comfort. Carter began to explain what had happened moments ago, and how his anxiety had gotten the better of him.

"I just couldn't have him walk in." Carter cried to his friend, grasping tightly onto his shirt. His friend had no idea what to do, He just put his arms around him and listened to him cry, listening to every little detail.