Remember My Touch (Jensoo)

Always

6 years later...

Jisoo frowned as she pulled up to the kingdom after 6 years.

She had stayed back an extra 2 years to train more and further her position for general.

She already beat and sparred every single man in the army, thrice.

She was now being pulled into the arena for her official entrance back into the palace.

There was going to be another man there, vying for Jennie's affections.

Jisoo had given up her infatuation with Jennie a long time ago. Probably the year after she started, when Jennie wrote her a letter about when she was coming back to visit and her commander forbade her to leave camp until her term was up.

How can you long for someone if you haven't seen them in 6 years?

Jennie wrote her friendly letters every few months. And specially on her birthday, there would be a train of sweets that would annoy the commander and fill up all of the soldiers stomachs.

She felt the corner of her normally stoic expression kick up in a small smile, her face stretching after not having moved those muscles in some time.

But she had chosen this path for herself. A path of loneliness.

Everyone else were friends in the training but Jisoo was only a woman, they respected her because they had to but they excluded her when necessary.

She was dropped off towards the side of the stadium and she could hear the roaring of the crowd as they watched the sparring matches and races.

She huffed out a breath and was called to the side to get fit into her specially designed armor.

The breast plate had been molded perfectly for her body. Underneath, she binded her breast to her body with white bandages, and pulled on a form fitting cloth shirt that cut away an inch after her breasts. The armor plating covered her completely in the back, sides and front with an intricately designed "G" in the center and flowing designs from it.

She pulled on the cloth pants, plated with steel into it and was surprisingly flexible.

She nodded at the tailor. "This is good. Thank you."

The tailor blushed as she pulled the strings to tighten the pants. "It's no problem, M'lady."

Jisoo tilted her head.

Did someone hear about my reputation?

She pushed away the woman's hands and tighten them herself before pulling a harsh knot.

She pulled her sword leaning against the wall and  buckled it around her waist.

The raven tightened it and pulled out the string in her hair so that the long, dark hair she kept in the army, to maintain some modicum of femininity, fell down one shoulder in a cascading wave.

She raised her eyes to hold the tailor's as she tied her lucky string to the sword belt.

Jisoo gave a seductive smile and tapped the woman's shoulder before saying in a low voice, "Have a good day." The woman fully turned red and Jisoo found a horse waiting for her.

She found the handler and asked, "What's the name?"

"Dalgom."

Jisoo sighed and nodded as she pet the horse's long nose.

"Looks like it's going to be you and me today."

Then she heard an announcer shout into a funnel of some sort, "NOW PRESENTING HIS MAJESTY...MASTER OF TRADE AND THE GANGHAN KINGDOM....THE COMPASSIONATE AND LOVING....
KING JOHN WILLIAM PARK!"