The night was long and tiring, but Lara came to the inn in the middle of the night, again, covered from head to toe. A soft black cape was her only disguise, though, she didn't need anything else. No one would recognize her as the Princess of the Arion Empire.
After all, she was the discarded princess, that not only his father, the Emperor hated, but the other princes and princesses in the palace.
"Are you here?" Lara knocked on the door and a man opened it.
"Miss Reid," the man was looking at the window, he was tall and muscular. His hair color was silver and shined with the light from the moon outside. However, even with all his mysterious and dangerous air, he was still handsome.
Lara moved inside and closed the door, then she took out the papers from her cape, "I have the contract here, Your Highness, please sign it."