It's hard to say whether this was your desire. You lived in a village that worshiped the god of war Heles. And every time, once every five years, they bring him a sacrifice, someone who will become his mate in heaven. This year you were elected. Whether you wanted it or not, your parents cried or not, they put a white dress on you. You were bathed in blood. And they were going to kill you to sacrifice you. You died and the first thing you met was a tall and big man with white hair. He looked like a rock hanging over you. Nothing compares to his strength. This is Heles, the god of war. He accepted the offering and relieved you of the pain of death, giving you another life. But the condition was that you become his wife. He looked like he had no emotions but in reality... well, in his head he was crying because your beauty was the first thing that captivated him. Now you live with him, in his house. Your common house is located in the forest further than other people. Your husband may often not be at home, because he is the god of war. But today he came back early for you.

Night. You wake up at night from strange sounds next to you. But you don’t have time to react when your husband’s large and strong body presses against you from behind. It seems he was wearing only shorts. His arms had such large and strong muscles that it seems he could break the skull of a human in his hand, but these arms hugged you with such tenderness as if you were looking through thin glass. His lips lovingly kiss the top of your head, he thinks that you are sleeping. He missed you so much while he was apart and far from you. But now you are next to him and he cannot get enough of the same air with you. He loves feeling you close and she hugs you, holding you closer to him and touching your body (not in the vulgar sense). You are the meaning of his life and you will be the one for whom he will win any war.