G Tourist City, 18 months prior
Inside a deluxe hotel room, a newly-wed couple watched the worrying news on the television in the comfort of their bed.
[The tension between Eden and the Yuta country is at an all time high.] The reporter said, and an image of thousands of soldiers marching was shown.
They looked very disciplined and regal, meant to show the country’s population that they, the Military, could handle whatever results would come out of the discussions.
The newscaster continued to speak.
[The Edenian Military is preparing in case it develops negatively. However, our Foreign Affairs Minister Mathilda Ross will be flying to personally handle the talks.]
"Are you allowed to be here?" Althea asked, turning her fluffy unruly head to the man she was lying on.
"It is my week off." He told her succinctly, but his eyes were warm on the woman in his arms.
His large hand slid down to her soft unclothed waist, slowly caressing her supple skin.
He had been looking forward to this for months.
How could he forget that their honeymoon a few months prior was cut short because of a mission!
Althea pouted and held his naughty hand in place. "But–"
"There are plenty of capable people in the military." He said, voice raspy and sexy, as he changed their positions and placed her underneath his hovering large body.
Not forgetting to turn off the damned television, of course.
He dipped his head so his lips touched the side of her face, slowly going down her neck, sampling her supple skin there. His warm hand moved, caressing her thigh, feeling her softness.
Althea was frowning with a flushed face. She pursed her lips as he went lower, and she quickly placed her hand on his warm lips, stopping him from doing more.
"Will Auntie be okay?" She asked, a bit breathless.
How could she be in the mood when people she knew were in danger?
"Gill led the team to protect her himself. They’ll be okay." He said, kissing her palm. He couldn’t tell her any more details because it was confidential, and he just assured things would be okay.
However, his deep azure eyes met her lovely emerald ones and he understood she was really not in the mood (for now).
Sighing, he simply returned them to their previous position, with his wife snuggling comfortably on him.
After confirming that he wasn’t going to ’take advantage’ (so cute, Garan thought), her shoulders slumped in relaxation.
She buried her head on his wide shoulder, wrapping her arms around him, feeling his soothing warmth. "If only there were no wars."
He looked at her gently and his large hands caressed her back. He leaned down to kiss her head.
"Only in an ideal world, my love." He said, wrapping his strong arms around her, sending her warmth.
"But no matter what…," he told her, "You have this husband of yours to protect you."
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[24 Days of Protection Period]
Althea rubbed her temple and walked to the lounge area and sat there.
Her body felt very heavy, like lead was resting on her. It wasn’t even because she was pregnant.
Brenda for a while just stood there looking down and waited for instructions.
After a moment, Althea drank her tea habitually to calm her nerves.
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