My faith and beliefs do not dictate who I lie in bed with.
I am older than the current churches and any priest alive, if they see a cause for concern, it'd never be my problem to begin with.
Returning from an afternoon of training his swordsmanship, covered in light chainmail, holding a claymore in his hand, held up carefully upon his shoulder. Gripping the hilt with both hands, holding it up to the sky, the sun reflecting off its sleek surface.
So many memories
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