>>5346685>>5346834>>5346998After thinking for a bit you understood two things, you would now focus on military and ruling maters and you needed to marry lady Takable. She was a rare kind of woman, honest and sweet. Most of the ladies would have used the fact that you were ready to tell yes to anything against you but she choose to be kind. So you got to sleep with a clear consciousness, knowing what lady you will marry and knowing that you needed to simply destroy all obstacles between you and lady Takable with brute force. Of course, Baron Crook had as much soldiers as all the rest of the lords of his barony but they were heathens and they never saw war, they would flee. And maybe you would be able to secure the help of Count Careless. It was possible that he disliked the Wickedson and would not be afraid of his uncle who was chancellor at court.
The next day you broke your fast with Lady Takable who looked at you very smugly and cutely. She was satisfied from yesterday and asked.
-My lord, do you have gardens ? Or a sunny place where we could read or walk together... or even enjoy the view.
She was sweet, and you decided to spend the day with her. You let Oldfossil deal with the mundane activities of ruling your fief and spend the day on the roof of your dungeon. You had trouble climbing but once here you could see all your lands. And since the day, even if cold, was not windy, you could read with Lady Takable as a teacher. She was helping you, and giving her opinions about poetry. Apparently Rerer Taul of Kiennes was the greatest poet who ever lived in the Empire and nobody was even close to the beauty of his prose but his language was hard to read so it was not good for a beginner. Then there was Rerer Martin, a man with a French name, so you liked him immediately, but he seemed to be writing sad stories and was a degenerate, it was he who wrote the song of fire and ice about the incestuous knight. Lady Takable said that she liked the hero of this tale and that she fell in love with him when she was a little girl... A little girl reading about incest... By Saint Denis... And she said that you looked like him since you were too a brave knight unmatched at arms and with blond hair, you were of good frankish race to be short. And she said that she looked like the lady in the story, yes she was blond too, but they were brothers and sisters, you had simply the same hair and eyes colors. You were disturbed by this comparison and asked about another famous author of Chansons de Geste of this land. She talked about a Levisse Céhesse, who wrote about talking animals and it made you think about the Roman of Renart that you decided to tell her, you new some parts of if and soon she was laughing her crystalline laugh and asking for more. You asked her how Renart seduced the wife of Isengrin the wolf, it was of course a short satire of everything you held sacred, and burgher literature so of inferior quality but it surely was funny.
