arrived, come let me see you, did you hurt yourself? The brute didn't harm you you're sure?" She rushed over to him clucking like a mother hen, now he was the one rolling his eyes at me.
"No, he didn't harm me in the least, and he sought me out that's how we came to be here, so if there're any heads to be bashed let it be his. I'm tired of you beating what few brains I have to a pulp."
"Stuff it Jason, oi, why are you with him then if not avenging your sister's honor?"
"Now Rhian, sister I wasn't doing anything wrong, I was just feeling him out...yes that's it, I was feeling him out to see what he wants here."
The little liar mouthed the words sorry at me over her head. They were a sight to behold, he was almost twice her size and yet she had him backing away with his hands up in surrender. Then again I was a great many inches taller than he and she saw no danger in coming after me with her sword either had she? I rather liked this new side to my wife, though I might have to tame her with a few smacks to her backside on occasion to curb her tongue.
"Well did you best him at least?"
"Yes, you taught me well, I used all my cunning to best him." It seemed young Jason had an aversion to the truth; I'll have to watch him when we took him back home with us. His bent for half-truths and theatrics were sure to keep me on my toes. He seemed more a mischievous youth than the man he appeared to be because of his overgrown girth. This I will have to keep in mind from here on out.
"Well my queen, are we to leave this day or do you need more time to get your things together?"
"Jason would you kindly inform this specimen that I have no intentions of going anywhere with him unless it's to escort him to the gates of hell." She had the nerve to sneer in my direction after saying this as though I were nothing more than a peasant beggar beneath her feet. Will she never cease to amaze me? I too was having a hard time withholding my mirth.
"I should have your father brought up on charges of fraud." I folded my arms across my chest and prepared for the hell fire I was sure was about to be heaped on my head.
"What is this, how did my father defraud you or do you mean to defame the character of yet another?"
"He pretended to me that you were a lady of high birth, a princess of the highest and finest order, but instead I find myself saddled with a hoyden, a veritable shrew."
Steam practically rose from her nostrils at my well-aimed insult as she turned on me once more, sputtering in disbelief.
"Take that back you rakehell, you cad, you adulterer, I hate you." Of course each word was punctuated by a thrust of her sword. After the initial surprise I realized how skilled she was with a sword, as I had to concentrate so as not to be run through. I barely had time to draw my own weapon to defend myself, as she seemed bent on destruction.
She was magnificent, hair flying as it had now come undone from the intricate style she'd been wearing when she first came upon us. Her surcoat of deep blue velvet over a lighter blue silk made her eyes shine, the natural cerulean color even more enhanced adding to her already extraordinary beauty.
Better pay attention before your virgin bride guts you on this field. And wouldn't that be one for the history books? Virgin, ah yes yet another delight to look forward to. I had held off taking her for the silliest of reasons I see now. Maybe that had helped farther the cause of our enemies. Whatever the case maybe her maidenhead wasn’t long for this world. It will be a task to see if I left her intact until we reached my holdings and our marriage bed. I had a sneaking suspicion that may not be the case.
I pulled a fast one and got in under her guard, pulling her close to my chest so my whispered words would be for her ears only. "If I'd known you had this much fire I would've fucked you on our wedding night." I pushed her away after that incendiary remark. She was struck dumb with surprise, her