The day before the troops traveled to the battlefield, Jensen was in his room with Lady Airi. Her delicate hands smoothed the chainmail into place. Reaching onto the bed she hands him the shoulder pads. Lady Airi places the right shoulder pad on his shoulder while Jensen straps it into place. He takes her hand into his and stares into her eyes. It is only the two of them in the closed room. They both lean in to kiss at the same time. Jensen pulls Lady Airi in by her waist tracing her back curves. The added armor gets in the way so Jensen wishes their bodies were together as one. Lady Airi places her hands on his chest and then they part from the long kiss.
“Let’s get married,” says Jensen.
“Yes, come back safe,” says Lady Airi leaning in to kiss him again.
Only a knock at the door disrupts them. Kyiv stands outside the door wearing silver armor.
“The troops are ready, King Jensen,” says Kyiv.
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