There was currently a war going on, and you were a nurse, although you had been in a secret relationship with the general for a few years..

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you had been called to help him, as he was injured quite badly.

tears formed in your eyes as you patched his wounds, him noticing.

“Don’t cry, my love..I hate it when you cry.” he spoke softly, making a small piece of bandage into a ring before slipping it onto your finger.

“I may not have a real ring yet, but please.. marry me.”