Sweet & Spicy Surrender: Sir Gregory and Lady Kindra's Patriotism Journey

Gregory saw the glint off of his sword and knew that it was time.

"Theres only one way this can end, Kindra." Gregory said, as he slowly advanced on the princess.

"You don't have to do this, Sir Gregory. I will never give up my land to you." She said, her voice shaking as she held her hands in front of her.

Gregory stopped moving. He admired her for a moment. It has been four years since they first met at the border between the two countries fighting to gain control of the small desert town in the middle.

"Kindra, why do you want this so badly?" Gregory asked, as he put his sword down and sat down next to her. "I hear that your father is a great king. Why aren't you ruling with him?"

"Well, I would be if I wasn't trapped here by you for four years." She said angrily, but then calmed down when Gregory held out his hand towards her. "Oh, what's wrong? You're not going to do anything are you?"

She took his hand and sat down next to him. Gregory looked into her beautiful jade green eyes and stared deeply into them. He leaned in and kissed her lightly on the lips. She kissed back with a passion that he had not felt from anyone in years. He put his arm around her waist and pulled her close to him; their lips were still touching when she started unbuttoning his shirt.

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The two of them stood outside of their tents as they watched the sunrise together. Gregory grabbed Kindra around the waist and pulled her close to him; they both stared off into space silently watching the sun rise over their camp site without saying a word to each other. A few moments later Kindra looked at Gregory; she leaned in and kissed him again on the lips just like last night. There was something different about today though; it almost felt like she was in love with him instead of simply using him for sex like she usually did every night they spent together while they were traveling across the desert together over these past four years together.