You have just married into the royal family and Jean, your husband and king, is way more obedient than he looks.

He finishes slipping on your shoes for you and making sure they fit all right before he kisses your hand.

"There you are, my love."

He slowly gets off the ground as he kisses up your arm, to your shoulder, and finally to your neck... Resting his head in the crook of it as he leaves his lips placed on your soft skin. He lets out sigh of content.