Taken from the castle (closed)

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Morgan gave him a grin before she got pushed back because she knew thst he didn't know what he was in for now. She slowly walked towards Sir Robert before giving him lunging downward strike. She wasn't paying any attention to what was going on around her she was focussed on her target. She knew that if she split her attention she would end up regret it later. She wondered what skills he had in his arsenal and how much of it was he going to use on her during this sparing session.

 

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Their blades connect once more with a metallic 'click!' the men cheered. Now she was getting into it. With his sword held horizontal in front of his face, Sir Wayne's arm felt the impact of her weight against him, but held. Their blades slid with a slice that he was all too familiar with. He loved the sound of it, of swords clashing. There was a certain song to it when blades came together. He had heard it so much that in the silence after battles, he felt strange not hearing it.

"You're good," he smiled at her. "You have learned a lot. You have power in your strike and you are light on your feet. By the end of this campaign, you'll be a veteran yet."

He gave her a push back by stepping in with his body and shoving his shoulder into her to get some breathing before doing a low stab between her feet before flicking his wrist for a wide upper cut.

The men gasped watching this, thoroughly entertained by the show as it was better than what they were going to get back home. "Cut her dress!" one of them shouted. Sir Wayne could hear them, but he wasn't going to that and humiliate the woman. He was aiming to earn her respect, not fear.

 

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She jumped back avoiding the flick up. Morgan liked his comment about her skills it made her feel better about being on this campaign with him. She readied herself for her charge and when she was ready she lunged at him giving him an angular swing starting from the bottom right and ending top right.

She knew that the men behind her wanted to see her naked and hoped that the knight would escort her to the river so that she could bathe later on in the day. She wanted Sir Wayne to go because if he didn't the other men would try to peak at her while she cleaned herself. She knew that out off all the men there Sir Wayne could be trusted enough to protect her without peeking.

 

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Sir Wayne saw the stroke coming and leaned back. The blade came close to cutting his chin, but missed by the slimest of margins. He laughed, "Alright. We'll call it a draw. You fight well, my lady, but you're still going to be under my protection for the duration of this campaign."

The men scoffed and started to walk away, disappointed at not seeing some flesh, but Sir Wayne didn't care. He wanted her to preserve her dignity and her faith in him. Sheathing his sword he held out his right hand to her, "Come, my lady. Let us go back to my tent and we can decide something else for us to do. Have you bathed?"

The site of the camp was chosen for its clean water. Horses and men bathed and drank from it, though it was cold. It was the first time they had to bathe in a long time to clear out the months of grime, dirt, and animal smells from their flesh and clothes.

 

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Morgan took his the knight's hand and walked with him to his tent before answering "no I haven't bathed yet." He paused for a minute before asking "would you mind going with me to keep a look out? Sorry ask but I don't really trust your men not to try to spy on me while I wash myself ." She didn't want to offend him but given the fact that they probably have been with a woman in forever she didn't want them to try anything.

She didn't know what he had planned for them after their little match so she waited to see what he wanted to do. She hoped that he was going to escort her to the river and back but the decision was his.

 

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"But of course," he nodded. "I'll make sure that we're in a safe enough place." Clapping his hands he had several servants appear with draps, frames, soap and other such items that Lady Morgan could cleanse herself. "There is a small bend in the river on the south end of the camp. The bend would keep her body out of view, with the curtains going up giving some extra concealment.

The men looked at them with bitter disappointment. The one woman in the camp and they couldn't see her bare body.

"Not to worry," Sir Wayne told them. "There will be plenty of liberated women for you men when this campaign is over." They couldn't wait that long. They were hungry now, but the word of the knight was absolute in their company. They couldn't do anything except pout as Lady Morgan was led out of the camp and towards the cold waters of the river where the servants erected wood frames for the curtains to hang. The soap, brush and other items for her to use were also presented along with a fresh change of clothes.

"I'll we waiting over here," Sir Wayne said to a small outcropping of trees and rocks. Well within earshot of her bathing. He still carried his sword for protection.

 

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Morgan bathed loving the fact that Sir Wayne had brought the curtains to cover her bathing. "Have you ever thought about maybe letting some of the all female caravans travel with you?" She asked kind of shouting so she knew he could hear her. "I know you have to protect your company from spies and such but some of those caravans offer a special service that your men would definitely love to partake in." She could hear her pet sneaking around spying on her and she shouted "Azmith come out now no sneaking around or Sir Wayne may mistake you for a peeping pervert and hurt you." Amith let out a howl and walked her way out of the underbrush. She sat beside the wooden frame waiting for her master to finish her bath.

 

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"That is a consideration I have thought about," Sir Wayne replied. He walked around slowly with his hands behind his back, sword at his side, trying to avoid eye contact. But the distance between them was too great so he casually walked down a narrow path back towards river. With his head up and slightly to the side, he was able to speak in a lower tone. "I know the men are 'starving', but There are other things I have to think on. Disease for one. We have a surgeon, but I fear what would happen if disease ran through my company." A cheap smile comes to his lips when his outstretched left hand it pulled back pointing towards the noises that were his company. "They're not the best when it comes to personal hygiene."

During the calm they could hear the rabble rousing they were causing.

"But," Sir Wayne continued, "I would hope that when we reach one of the outlining villages that there would be women happy to be liberated from this evil king. A good raid will boost their morale and give them something else to think about. As for making them into a caravan, well, that does have potential, but it will be something else that will need protection. I pray to God that if the enemy raids our camp that they won't take revenge on the women."

 

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"I don't think the caravan would need much protection seeing how most of the gypsy bands that travel through here are able to protect themselves. You may also be overlooking the fact that the gypsy girls could be used as spies and assas if needed." Morgan said finishing up her bath. She puts on her gown. She rolls up the dress up past her knees then asks "Sir Wayne could you help me get Azmith bathed? The last time I tried by myself she scratched me till my arms were bright red." She could see that her pup didn't have a clue to her plans. She knew that alone there could be a war on her jands trying to bathe her pup but if someone helped it may be a little easier for her.

 

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Sir Wayne listened to her and thought deeply. He did employ assassins, perhaps there was more merit to her suggestion, but it would take a lot of time to find a caravan of gypsies out here, ones that wouldn't be overwhelmed by his hungry men. Still, such people would have a better knowledge of the land and of the people than he would. The question also came up of their loyalty. Gypsies were not always the most well regarded when it came to dedication to one's crown. It amounted to how much gold or silver they could get.

When Lady Morgan called for assistance with her wolf pup, Sir Wayne replied, "Of course," but didn't know how he would handle such an animal in bathing, it would thrash him with those talons and scamper away into the mud and twigs.

Reaching the edge of the flowing river he stood for a moment and looked at the scene carefully, his hand holding the hilt of his sword lightly. It would mean getting into the water so he sat down, removed his belt and sword and boots before rolling up his trousers to the knees. These were fine riding britches and he didn't want them to be smeared.

Wading out a few feet into the water, the chill of it rolled up his spine, "oooh, cold" before pausing to look at her and her pup, "Now, how do we go about doing this so I don't look like a scratching post?"

 

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Morgan looked around for a bit before she grabbed the bit of cloth she had dried herself with and handed it to Sir Wayne saying "cover the pup's eyes with this and the thing won't move a muscle." She waited till he got the pup's eye covered before she started to bath her. She didn't know how long that this trick would last but for now she was trying her best to get Azmith washed. When she finished she got a hold of tbe cloth before saying "you may want to get yourself out of here or she will get water on you." When the knight got far enough away she lifted the cloth shielding herself with it. She soon heard the pup rolling around on the stream side. Morgan ignored it because. if the pup didn't want to stay clean while they were on this mission for the king she couldn't stop her.

 

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Taking the strip of cloth, Sir Wayne had a struggle to get the blindfold on the wolf pup. Azmith was treating it as a game, dodging the knight's hands and batting away at them when they drew near. It took him snatching up the pup into his strong arms and wrapped it around the eyes and tied it behind the head. The pup tried to rub the cloth off by her paws, but after a few moments, the pup went still.

Laying the pup on the shore, Sir Wayne was hesitant to remove his sword as the sword was his identity, his security, his pride, but the water would certain rust it shut in its scabbard. Taking off the belt off, the metal clatters as it touches the ground.

Sitting on a stump, the knight removes his leather shoes and the stockings, the last bit of his armor and then up rolled the shirt. He kept the shirt and britches on to protect his dignity.

Taking up the still and stiff pup into his arms, Sir Wayne carefully waded into the cold water. It was colder than he thought it was going to be, it sent a chill up his spine that caused his lips to purse, but he kept going. Able to see the bottom, Sir Wayne approached Lady Morgan with a smile on his lips, "Here you are."

 

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Morgan started towards the camp with the knight and the wet pup. She could feel a slight cold in the air that night as they made their way to camp. She didn't know how much colder the area was going to get during the night. She hoped that where she was to sleep was pretty warm during the night so that she wouldn't freeze. She knew that Azmith liked to snuggle up to her during the night but she didn't know if it really got cold would that be enough to keep her warm

 

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"Not to worry" said Sir Wayne. "I'll have plenty of blankets for you," raising a hand towards one of his servants. "They're fur, quite comfortable. You can snuggle in them and be as warm as if you're in your mother's arms." The servants came down to Lady Morgan and whisked her into the tent to be dressed with the blinds drawn to allowed her to be dried and dressed in peace.

Sir Wayne sat down in a wood chair, feeling the joints groan under his weight as his sword was set off onto a table. He felt slightly clean and refreshed, but the cold water had chilled him to the bone.

"Damn my feet" bitterly complaining as he drew up one foot then the other and massaged them with his fingers to get the blood flowing through them as it hurt to place them on the ground.

 

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Morgan quickly got herself ready for bed because she didn't know if they were to leave early the next morning. She didn't want to keep them from moving when they wanted to. She laid down and instantly felt her pup nestle against her back. She was glad that she got to take Azmith with her so that she would have a companion with her that she already knew.

 

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Sir Morgan went back into his tent wrapped up in warm furs while Lady Morgan retired to sleep, but for him, the night was not over. There was much to do, much to plan, and much to discuss. His mmind was worn by the thoughts of a campaign that a leader must. Even though he said mentioned and gone over them before, he must ensure that the orders were carried out.

Water be collected and purified, firewood cut, any game hunted and prepared and the men fed and well rested. As quarrelsome as they were being away from women, they knew the march ahead of them and after bathing, went inside their tents together to stay warm while the temperature outside dropped.

 

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Morgan was woken in the normal way Azmith licking her face until she got up. Once up Morgan's pup jumped into her lap.Morgan peted her pup for a bit then the pup left her lap and started to walk to another part of the wagon. She got up and took off after the young pup wondering where she was going. Morgan noticed that Sir Wayne was still asleep and then her pup jumped on him wagging her tail licking his face. "Get off of him he may actually kill you for this" she said whispering but trying to yell at her pup.

 

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He didn't remember going to bed. There was the council with his lieutenants and a final report that his orders were being carried out. He remembered being at his desk then waking up to some licks to the face. Sir Wayne's eyes fluttered open and he was staring into the cold eyes of the wolf.

"Oh. Hello there," Sir Wayne smiled reaching out with his right hand and scratching the creature behind the ear. The fur was thick but incredibly soft. "I could use a wake up like that." Laying there for a moment, the wolf lay beside him. That's when he noticed that Lady Morgan was there with a concerned look on her face. "It's all right," he nodded, noticing Azmith's waging tail. It would appear that he was liked. "How did you sleep last night, m'lady?"

 

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"I slept well my good knight." Morgan said as she walked over to the both of them. She could notice that the pup was giving both of them that she was hungry. "You might want to either beg Sir Wayne or the cook, if he is up, for some food because I don't have any here." She didn't know if Sir Wayne had a pice of dried meat stashed somewhere either.

She was hungry herself and she didn't know when breakfast was going to be served to the camp. She knew that she had to start the whole ordeal of putting her armor back on. She reached down without thinking that her gown would give the Knight a view down her top and peted Azmith. When shr noticed that the Knight could see down the top of her gown she instantly shot back up pulling the draw strings closed more while blushing a bit. She didn't really want to say anything incase he didn't see anything.

 

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Sir Wayne noticed the flash and looked away, trying to pretend that he didn't see her modesty being revealed. Petting the wolf pup several more times and stroking the soft fur before whispering, "All right. Let me get off" and trying to slide out of the bed, but Azmith seemed content in keeping him under the covers. "Are you going to let me up?" he asked.

"Mmmufff," Azmith muttered.

Flopping his head onto his pillow, Sir Wayne said, "Well, this one is doesn't want me to get up," flashing a smile. "You must be hungry. I'll have my cook prepare something for you," sliding his hands out from under the covers, his skin tingled as it was exposed to the fresh air. Clapping his hands loud there was a face that appeared from around a curtain.

"You summoned?" the face asked.

"Prepare a meal for us, according to the likings of Lady Morgan here," Sir Wayne replied sliding a hand over to her. "What is it that you would like, my lady?" all the while trying to get out from under the covers, but the pup still refused to budge. He couldn't try to force the issue as the pup could bite and had a good shot at his throat.

 

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Morgan stood there for a bit before saying "get down Azmith he doesn't have time for this." She walked over her pup and pushed her off onto the empty space left where the good night was sleeping. "Well if you insist on just laying there being a pest then I guess you won't get anything to eat this morning." She said as she walked out of the tent.

She heard a bark as she left the tent and entered the camp. She was blinded by the sun a bit while she was outside. After her eyes adjusted to the sun she took a little stroll throught the camp. She could feel the men's eyes on her as she walked by the tents. She didn't know where the cook was at but it didn't stop her from looking.

 

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The cook was at his station, the fire was nice and hot and he was preparing a meat pie, a simple but filling breakfast of pork and beef with gravy wrapped in flour and baked.

"You're not going to let me up, are you?" Sir Wayne scowled at the wolf pup. Every time he raised his chest to brush her off, Azmith would growl and look at him. After several tense minutes since Lady Morgan departed, he decided to swallow his fear and slip out. Azmith rolled and growled, but didn't stop as the knight stood up and felt his skin tingle as the perspiration on his body dried up. Stretching his limps and feeling their ache, he let out a long sigh of relief before sliding into a clean set of clothes and wrapping his sword to his side.

Outside the camp was being torn down. The men at the fires were cooking their meals while the others tore down and packed away the tents. They didn't pay the touring Lady Morgan any mind as she moved through them. The air was foul with smoke, sweat, foul bodily odors, and swear words as they made ready for their campaign.

 

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Morgan looked at the direction of the tent when she had noticed that Sir. Wayne had finally gotten himself up from under Azmith. She hurried to the knight and when she finally reached him she said jokingly "I see Azmith finally let you up good knight." She knew for a fact that he wasn't let up he had to escape. She seen her pup stick her head out of the tent before she got out of it. The pup joined the two in front of the tent.

 

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"Oh yes. Seems that she was gracious enough to let me," Sir Wayne replied coyly while sliding himself into a clean set of clothes, casting aside his nightshirt for his servants to pick up, clean and put away. "How did you sleep, my lady?" he asked stepping out with his sword at his side, but not with his breast plate just yet. He wanted to get out and see how the camp was being cleaned up and ready for travel. It was nearly done. The men were quick with their movements that gave Sir Wayne a sense of pride.

 

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Morgan could hear her stomach start to growl as time passed,and she looked to sir Wayne and asked "how long until our breakfast is ready?" She couldn't wait to have breakfast but she also knew that it ment for them to move ride all day again. She also finally seen that her pup wasn't into anything when she burst out of the tent. Morgan could tell that Azmith was hungry as well by the way she was acting.