The Holy Knight Commander Signed My Death Warrant Before He Kissed Me

Synopsis

In the rain, a breath away from kissing me, the holy knight signed an order for my execution before dawn. His cloak still covered my shoulders as his name appeared beneath my death sentence. This wasn't the first lie: he had watched me for three years, then asked my name like a stranger. This time, I stopped searching his face for the man I wanted to believe in. He thought his signature settled what happened next, but he had mistaken my silence for surrender.