Knight Ferrara

Katya

I tried to pull away from Ferrara's hold, but his grip only tightened around me.

"I want to sleep,"

I muttered softly, my voice filled with exhaustion and frustration. I pulled my face away from him, feeling the ache in my chest grow stronger.

My eyes began to moisten, but I didn't want him to see my vulnerability. I didn't want him to see how pathetic and broken I felt.

Groaning, I made another attempt to break free from his embrace, but he held onto me tighter, pulling me even closer.

"Let me cradle you to sleep, Mi fiore. We can talk later,"

He muttered thickly, his voice laced with a tinge of hurt, and I gulped.

The tears that I had been holding back began to fall, and he cooed, trying to comfort me.

"Shh, it's alright. I have you. I have you, baby. No one will hurt you. I'll protect you from them all," he whispered, trying to soothe my pain.

I wanted to scoff at his words, to remind him of the trauma he had caused by taking the lives of my parents, a part of me al