Thread: Squire's Secret (Benny and Gunner)

There was some of that fire. It was a fine line between having a backbone and showing attitude, especially for a high ranking boy like Jacques. Yet the lad wasnt in a talkative mood. He wouldnt be, not on his first or second or for days after that. Far from home, out of his element, with no servants to do his bidding or parents to serve as a safety net. He had to learn to be his own man. And Friderick had to teach him. He had to be his friend, his mentor, guide and protector. But he could only do so much if Jacques refused to help himself. That is why he had to be put in these hard situations, out of his comfort zone, to know how to react and think decisively. It could either be a long road or a short one. Friderick hoped he might still get lucky with a shorter road. You did what ? Friderick exclaimed when Jacques revealed he had a tussle with the bar maid. Grabbed yourwhat? Come on boy, you can say it. Theres no ladies around. Certainly not the ones out there, who probably know more vulgarity than a ship full of sailors. She grabbed your cock, didnt she? He said, though despite the fierceness of his question he remained utterly calm and in place on the bed, unmoving from his rest. He thought about the implication of Jacques words. Oh god. He hadhit the bar maid? Because she violated him? Well technically Jacques could, being who he was and with his rank. A bit cruel maybe but it was probably the first time. And he didnt seem like a boy who was reaching puberty yet. Others will think it foolish. The bar maid coming on to you? A free session without an exchange of coin, how lucky. Except when one caught syphilis. Friderick suddenly laughed. Well, it wasnt like they were going to be coming back here in any case. And who was she going to tell, the local Constable who was probably three towns overwith his own hand up some other bar wenchs skirt? You should be careful with your wit and charm then, little lord. She wanted you and your seed. Little under a year later shell be knocking at your fathers castle with a red haired little brat claiming its yours. You ready to be a father? No. Any fool can make a baby but it takes a real man to raise it. Women do much in bearing the child into this world, its the least we can do is be there for them. But listen to me closely boy. Youll get yours in time. Stay away from the women, especially the lowborn ones. With any luck, youd marry some pretty little Lady with all her teeth and her virtue intact, all for your own taking. Dont rush it. Friderick finished, glancing over to Jacques. Did that make him feel better and less guilty? Or maybe hitting girls was his passion. There were some despicable Lords and knights like that. There was even one in their travelling party. And dont think of apologizing either. First you call her a Lady when she clearly isnt, now you condescend to make her rejection easier. There are some women who are just deserving of respect and admiration and then there are some who are just vile and devious. Stay away from this one. Shell rip you apart and then your father will rip me apart. Tomorrow, keep your head down, stay by me, and soon youll know how tohehprotect yourself from needy women. Friderick said, rolling his eyes. But who was he to talk? Was he married? At his age it was soon becoming a negative. He was not as lucky as the son of a Duke to have a pick and choose ability with the women but he was still a Lord himself. Saying he was waiting for the right one wasnt viable anymore. With his age, people would begin to gossip. Perhaps he had syphilis. Perhaps he was impotent. He sighed. Look, youre a good kid and therell be many feasts, merriment and drinking for you but this isnt going to be a vacation. Youre here to learn how to be a warrior and how to be a man. Womenfolk are strange indeed. I could tell you one thing, the next man will say another, and then youll experience something wholly different when you actually talk to a girl. So pay heed to me when I say stay away from women during your squiring for me. Got it? Friderick said, before turning his head and glancing towards Jacques. The last thing he wanted was a scandal and a squire who slept around, being chased by angry husbands or furious fathers or vengeful brothers. This boy with his red hair and bright eyes just looked like he was going to be honey if all the girls were flies. I want to hear you say you understand what Im saying and that you wont. Then get some sleep.