Try to leave, but fruit begs for a pluck.

You lower the hand she'd placed on her breast to your side, and turn back to the door. You immediately begin moving towards what was your entrance, but will soon be your exit...

...That is, until the Lady calls to you.

"Where are you going?!" she asks.

"I... Wasn't really sure," you admit, speaking but not looking to her. "I simply know I already HAVE a woman specifically for me, and the rules of morality would be broken if I were to be physically joined with you!"

You turn to face the door again, able to make one step, before she speaks again.

"But what about the other rules?!" she questions. "The rules of war? They say, 'To the victor go the spoils'! Your side were the victors, so would you really feel assured that if you leave, I will rightfully go to one of your countrymen?..."

You continue to the door, grasp the handle, and then hear her ending.

"I know I would feel better if we came to each other."