[Her mouth quirks up in a smile, and she enjoys touching him. The contrast of her small hands against his skin, and how she can feel the powerful muscles underneath. She wonders what he must look like in battle. Brave and fierce, she thinks.
Her fingers linger on that scar in the center of his chest, tracing it from top to bottom. Expression flickers into something more thoughtful, and she looks up at him.]
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Her fingers linger on that scar in the center of his chest, tracing it from top to bottom. Expression flickers into something more thoughtful, and she looks up at him.]
What happened here?