chapter 28

The kiss was intense and passionate, as if Rémy and Jeanne's lips were in a frenzied dance, exploring every corner of each other's mouths. Their tongues intertwined, as if they were dancing an erotic waltz.

Rémy's hands slid over Jeanne's body with a delicacy and care that made her shiver. He slipped inside her dress, feeling the texture of her soft and warm skin. His hand found her breasts, and he squeezed them firmly, feeling the weight and softness in his palm.

Rémy was surprised by the smoothness of Jeanne's skin, even though he had already touched her breasts over her clothes. He felt an overwhelming desire to explore her even more, discovering every curve and every inch of her body. The heat and passion that surrounded them were almost palpable, and Rémy felt himself overcome by an intense desire to completely surrender to the pleasure that this woman offered him.

Rémy pulled away from the kiss, feeling his heart racing and his breath heavy. Jeanne, with flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes, asked if she had done something wrong. He smiled at her, gently caressing her face with the tips of his fingers, and replied that no, he just needed a moment to catch his breath.

Without wasting any time, he kissed her again with even more passion, as if he wanted to devour her lips. With his other hand, he slid down Jeanne's back until he reached her buttocks, squeezing them firmly and feeling the soft and toned texture of her skin.

Jeanne let out a soft moan against Rémy's lips, feeling dominated by the desire and passion that were taking over her body. She completely surrendered to the kiss, exploring every corner of Rémy's mouth with her tongue and feeling his hot breath against her skin.

Rémy could not resist the temptation to touch Jeanne, to feel every curve and every inch of her body. He squeezed his hands even more firmly on her buttocks, feeling increasingly aroused and enveloped by the pleasure that this woman was providing him. The room filled with moans and sighs as the two surrendered to an intense and passionate kiss.

Rémy's hand left Jeanne's buttocks and moved toward her intimacy, touching her delicately. Jeanne felt a shiver run through her body and pulled away from the kiss, looking into Rémy's eyes with a mixture of pleasure and guilt.

"No, Rémy... We have to get married..." she replied, resisting the desire to give herself to him right then and there.

Rémy stopped immediately, but instead of becoming sad or frustrated, he approached her neck and began to kiss it passionately. He knew he had to respect Jeanne's decision, but he could not resist the desire to touch her and kiss her.

"I understand, Jeanne. I never wanted to pressure you or make you feel uncomfortable. I just wanted you to know how much I love you and how much I want to be with you," he said, looking into her eyes with a sincere and passionate expression.

Jeanne sighed and felt her heart melt at Rémy's words. She knew she loved him, but she also knew she needed to be true to her values and wait until marriage to consummate the relationship.

"I love you too, Rémy. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you. But we need to be patient and wait until our love is blessed by marriage," she said, caressing Rémy's face tenderly.

"Of course, we can have fun until then," Rémy replied with a mischievous smile on his lips, as he pulled Jeanne closer and kissed her intensely. She responded to the kiss without hesitation, completely surrendering to the passion that consumed them.

They spent hours together, enjoying every moment, laughing, and surrendering to a burning passion. When they finally fell asleep, they were exhausted but completely satisfied.

The next morning, Rémy woke up slowly, feeling Jeanne's gentle breathing on his chest. He opened his eyes and smiled as he saw the sleeping face of the woman he loved. The birds were singing outside, and the sun illuminated the room with a golden light, creating an atmosphere of peace and serenity.

He got up slowly from the bed, stretching his arms and legs carefully not to make any noise. But before he could stand up, Jeanne spoke with curiosity: "Hey, where are you going?"

Rémy, who had just gotten out of bed, looked at Jeanne with a gentle smile. "Where would I go? I'm going to change my clothes. We'll probably leave here today."

Jeanne seemed intrigued. "Strange. Don't you think?" she said, getting out of bed.

"What's strange?" Rémy asked, still a little sleepy.

"I mean, we were friends and now we're engaged," Jeanne replied with a bright smile on her face.

Rémy was surprised. "Engaged? I'm not aware of that," he pretended not to understand what she was talking about.

Jeanne gave Rémy a light pinch on his back. "How come?" she asked, with a reproving look.

Rémy couldn't help but smile. He loved these intimate moments with Jeanne when they could be playful with each other. "I'm kidding. Go get ready. Robert must be waiting," Rémy said, pretending the pinch hurt.

"I'm going," Jeanne said, walking to the door.

"I'll come with you," Rémy said, approaching her. He loved being beside Jeanne, feeling her perfume and the proximity of her body.

Rémy accompanied Jeanne walking beside her to her room, where she retired to change and put on her armor. Meanwhile, Rémy waited patiently outside. Shortly after, Jeanne emerged with her shiny armor and ready for action. "Are we ready to go?" she asked, to which Rémy nodded affirmatively. Together, they headed toward the table in the castle's room.

Upon arriving at the table, Robert was already eating and complaining about Jeanne's delay and her companions. "I have bad news for you," he said, addressing Jeanne. Intrigued, Jeanne furrowed her eyebrows and asked, "What happened?" Robert replied, "The road to the king goes through English territory, and the messenger I sent was prevented from moving forward. That's why I wrote a letter." He placed the letter on the table, visibly worried.

Robert chewed on a piece of bread as he handed a letter to Jeanne. "This letter is for the king. When you get to the city, show it to a soldier or anyone in authority," he explained firmly and authoritatively.

Jeanne took the letter and stored it carefully, feeling its importance. "Understood," she replied, looking at Robert gratefully.

Soon after, Robert offered them something to eat. "Let's eat before you leave," he suggested, indicating the freshly baked bread.

Rémy and Jeanne sat at the table and started eating, savoring the taste of the warm and cozy bread. "Thank you, Robert," Jeanne thanked, feeling grateful for the act of kindness.

"I'm always at your disposal, Jeanne," Robert replied with an affectionate smile, feeling happy to help.

Remy and Jeanne left the castle and found their soldiers waiting at the gate. "Good morning, guys," Jeanne greeted warmly. The soldiers returned the greeting enthusiastically. Etienne, who was among them, also greeted the two with a nod. "Hello, Jeanne. Hello, Remy," he said.

Suddenly, a voice called out to them, and Jeanne turned to see who it was. To her surprise, she recognized her uncle. "Uncle!" she exclaimed, her eyes widening in shock.

Jeanne was surprised by the unexpected arrival of her middle-aged uncle, who greeted her with a smile on his face. "Hello Jeanne," he said in a friendly tone. "What are you doing here?" she asked, curious about the relative's presence.

Her uncle then explained that he had decided to accompany her on her adventure, provoking a laugh from Jeanne. "Who knows, I might be able to help. After all, I also want to go on an adventure," he added, amused.

However, Jeanne's reaction was not as positive. She frowned and asked, disapproving of the idea: "Are you kidding?"

Jeanne looked seriously at her uncle and replied firmly, "Of course not, I'm serious." She knew he should not get involved in something dangerous, but her uncle seemed not to care. With a serious expression, he replied, "Don't worry, I can handle it. Besides, I'm not going alone. I have company." Shortly thereafter, two men appeared by his side, both looking intimidating.

Jeanne became even more worried. She knew her uncle was putting himself in danger, but she couldn't stop him. "Uncle, it's dangerous. You could get hurt or worse," she warned him again, with a worried tone of voice.

But her uncle seemed determined. He looked at the two men beside him and said, "Let's go." Jeanne watched as they walked away, feeling a tightness in her chest. She didn't know what could happen, but she feared the worst.

Jeanne was lost in thought when a man approached her enthusiastically. "Hello, Miss Jeanne!" He greeted her with a smile. "My name is Jean de Metz and, although we haven't had the pleasure of meeting in person yet, I would like to join your army." Jean's voice sounded firm and confident, conveying unwavering determination.

Jeanne was surprised by the approach but didn't let it show. "Are you not going to protect my uncle?" she asked, trying to understand the man's motivation. After all, she thought he was a friend or worked for her uncle, which made his presence at that moment quite unlikely.

Jean looked directly into Jeanne's eyes and replied in a calm and firm tone of voice, "No, Miss Jeanne. I'm here by my own will and committed to your cause. I want to fight by your side to achieve victory." His statement was accompanied by a confident smile, making it clear that he believed in what he was saying.

Jeanne felt a mix of emotions in that situation. On the one hand, she was happy to find a new ally, someone willing to fight by her side. On the other hand, she was confused by the presence of a stranger in her camp. But after reflecting a bit, she realized that Jean de Metz could be a valuable addition to her army. With a smile, she extended her hand to shake his. "Welcome, Jean. Together, we will fight until victory!"

Jean extended his hand and shook Jeanne's firmly. He seemed relieved to have been accepted into her army. "Thank you, Miss Jeanne," he said gratefully. "I believe in your cause and I'm ready to fight by your side. I promise I won't let you down."

Jeanne smiled, feeling comforted by Jean's words. "I trust you, Jean," she said sincerely. "But first, I need to know more about you. Who are you and why did you decide to join our fight?"

Jean took a deep breath and spoke with determination. "I'm a person from a village nearby, Miss Jeanne. But some time ago, I had a dream that changed my life. In it, I dreamed that I would help someone liberate France from English rule. Since then, I've been preparing for this moment and now I'm here, ready to fight."

Jeanne was impressed by Jean's story. She knew that many believed she had been chosen by God to lead the fight against the English, but she had never met anyone who had dreamt something like Jean had. "Your dream is inspiring, Jean," she said with a warm smile. "I'm grateful to have you by my side in this battle."

Jean returned the smile, feeling motivated by Jeanne's confidence in him. "I'll do everything in my power to help liberate France," he promised. "Together, we'll achieve victory!"

Jeanne nodded, her eyes shining with determination. "I believe in you, Jean. Together, we can make a difference," she said, placing a hand on his shoulder.

Jean felt a surge of courage and gratitude. He knew the journey would be difficult and dangerous, but with Jeanne by his side, he felt invincible.

"Shall we go?" asked Rémy, looking at Jeanne with determination. Jeanne, in turn, nodded confidently, accompanied by her uncle, her soldiers, and the new addition, Jean. Together, they left behind the small town of Vaucouleurs, which seemed to shrink more and more on the horizon.

As they walked, Rémy could feel the tension in the air. He knew it might be quite dangerous. That's why he suggested, "I believe it would be best to avoid confrontation, as it would only delay us further. We have to move forward as quickly as possible."

Jeanne nodded in agreement, but her determined expression made it clear that if necessary, she would be ready to fight. Her soldiers, however, seemed a little restless, looking from side to side for possible threats.

Jeanne's uncle, an experienced man, noticed the tension on the soldiers' faces and decided to calm them down. "Don't worry, my lads. We'll reach our destination safely. But if something happens, we'll be prepared to face any challenge."

With these words, the tension in the atmosphere seemed to ease a bit, and everyone continued to walk in silence, watching the path ahead and ready for any eventuality.

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