Happy Easter to you all ! Here comes the update.
>>5631629>>5631651You are right about everything, only it was not the midget (even if I would not trust him, his treachery is evident by his small size) but the bard, Beau, that we kept in our dungeons, that escaped and talked to other armed vagrants !
>>5631916>>5632193>>5632228>>5632538You wrapped your hands around her and she put her head against your chest. She was afraid and you needed to reassure her. Kindly caressing her hair you told.
-My lady, do not worry, I will not let anything bad happen to you...
You then took her chin and kissed her, it was a long, sweet and passionate kiss and soon both of you forgot anything besides this. She seemed a bit better after that smiling at you when it ended. And you decided to give her something.
-But if I am not here I need to give you something, I can give you one of my men if you want to feel safe.
She quickly said.
-Sire Bohémond then, Becky is so worried... She will need him...
You would have preferred a slower answer but you could understand, she thought about her servant just like you thought about yours. Then you decided to detach your dagger and it's scabbard from your belt and to give it to her.
-My lady, take this please, if... If I am not here and someone tries to do something, do not hesitate to stab him. Try to always carry it on your person.
You smiled kindly while she looked at you with a thoughtful face. She took the weapon, placed it on her belt, frowned, then took it and unsheathed it and seemed impressed by it.
-Charles... It... Is very kind but... Where do you want me to conceal it ?
-What ?
You then of course understood, a lady was not to carry weapons and if it was visible it was far less probable that she would be able to use it, any person with common sense could disarm her easily. But she continued.
-I could try to conceal it under my robes and strap it to my thigh but no way this thing will not be seen under my robes... And it is too long to be practical for me.... Why is it so huge ? It looks like it can kill a boar.
The thought of her naked thighs, with probably creamy skin and beautiful legs made you dream a bit. Heh, a lot of women showed their corsage but their legs... It was very rare to see them. You remembered to try to watch one of your cousins mounting on her horse to see her ankles for a brief time when you were still a young boy. You quickly answered then.
-It was made for it my lady, a boar or even an armoured man, to hit where his chainmail does not protects him.
She seemed amused.
-Charles, why do you need to walk in a castle with a knife made to kill wild boars ? Do you fear a boar attack in these walls ?
She giggled and you smiled too.
-And what to do if I need something shorter than my sword ? And if I can't get my axe ?
-You have an axe on your person besides your sword and dagger ?
