The Warmonger's Runaway Princess

Chapter 18 **Jorne's Confession!**

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"What's wrong?" Jorne asked, before eating another mouthful of food.

I slouched a bit, then remembered that I knew nothing of what happened the night before, "Is the hill ours now?"

Jorne nodded, "The General was able to placate a few hundred men from Icklish before the attack began but we still lost a few hundred, even though we had the element of surprise in our hands."

I looked at his hands, then his chest and face, seeing no injuries, "I didn't think the hill was that big to hold so many people!"

Did he get hurt?

Jorne gave one low chuckle, then said, "The top of it is flat, it's the climb up that is the hardest."

Looking under his eyes, perhaps to see if he was really tired or something, I didn't see too much change from the day before.

How did he fight like this all the time?

And...Hadn't Malory been in the army too?

Suddenly, I was ever so curious upon the way of life in the army during war times...

"Come here!"

Uh?

Getting up and sitting next to him, Jorne took me into his arms, now only using one hand to eat.

Stiffening up, I look around, seeing the obvious guards around, "Jorne..."

"It's alright, Love. They are only happy for us." Was all he said back.

I was silent and a bit uncomfortable because of the company but...I just didn't have the heart to withdraw from his close embrace.

He had just won a battle and I found that if I was to run away from his tight arm, then wouldn't I be quite selfish?

Maybe he just wants to forget what happened the night before simply because it was gross? Maybe he missed me, you know, like an innocent side of life, instead of that of killing other people and seeing blood.

Warmonger!

Right, I hadn't really thought of him as a warmonger for a while...

I started to think of him as Jorne...It must have been when I couldn't say no to him anymore...Not that I said no often to him in the first place!

"It's done, Your Highness."

Looking behind me, I see that man that is the husband of Malory coming over towards us.

He looked extremely tired, yet he so lovingly held his wife's hand as she was tagging along beside him.

So...Didn't he get any sleep before the battle either?

Malory looked fine, not tired at all...

I had to admit, the way she was walking, with such a big belly like that...How could it get much bigger!?

Apparently, she was only about seven months pregnant and even I knew that you had to be pregnant for about nine months, so...That belly will somehow grow even bigger...

"They all swore allegiance?" I heard Jorne ask.

"Of course!" The other man stated, sitting opposite us now.

Malory again stunned me, as she went onto her husband's lap and her husband openly just held her.

"This Captain Black you speak of, he is a strange fellow..."