The Medieval Bodyguard (closed)

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Name: Sir William Donovan
Age: 24
Appearance: 6'0" 175lbs with short dark brown hair and blue eyes. Very strong and physically fit, and with a very boyish and handsome appearance.
Description: Recently assigned guard of the princess, a position he is not too fond of because he feels it is boring and a position for someone of lesser standing. He's as stubborn as they come.

IC: The Castle of Hutchinson, Grand Duke of the kingdom, was a castle with a very lenghty history and had been the home to many powerful lords of the Kingdom throughout the rein of the Carnalis kings. The Donovan's have been the loyal knights to the Hutchinson blood line for many years and were truly the most respected and trusted. Thus, that was why William felt that he had been given the short end of the stick. Having just recently been knighted by the Grand Duke he was immediately assigned to the guard duty for the young princess. What a joke he had thought at first, but no, it was no joke.

Two weeks had passed since he started his duties and already he grew weary of his job. The princess never did anything that was dangerous nor put her in harms way. His sword surely seemed as if it would remained sheathed for too many years, he wanted action. Now with the Grand Duke and his wife away at a party of the king for surely many days the castle was left pretty empty. It was really only William and a few others left to defend as the land of the Grand Duke was in a very non-hostile region. Positioned outside the princess's door William leaned against the wall and yawned as it was early morning still.

Who knows what the princess had in mind for today, but surely it would be a bore. Now, she definately wasn't a bother to be around, she was absolutely gorgeous and everything, but he just found it to be a bother to be assigned to such a dumb duty. He was a knight of the Grand Duke, the son of a knight of a knight who had served the family with great respect, and now it had come to such a low.

 

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Name: Princess Mirelle of Carnalis
Age: 18
Appearance: Tall for a lady of her family line at 5'7", she, much to her mother's dismay, stands straight and proud -- never trying to make herself look smaller. For all this height, however, she's still a pixie of a girl, with a lithe frame and small hands and feet. Her breasts, though large enough for her frame, might be considered small by some standards, but her waist does gently slope in and her hips are wide enough to add a swing to her gait. Her face is heart shaped with a soft chin and round cheeks. Her nose is small and straight, plump lips, and dark blue eyes wide and innocent looking. Dark brown, almost black, hair is sleek and straight, falling to the small of her back.
Current Attire: A plain white silk shift that slopes off her shoulders just a bit and is sleeveless except for the two wide straps that hold it up; it falls about mid-calf. Over that she wears a pale green robe. Its sleeves are so long that they need to be rolled up into thick cuffs at her wrists, but the robe itself only hits mid-thigh. A simple pair of knee-high brown boots is the only other things she wears.
Description: Mirelle, although strikingly beautiful, can be a bit of a tomboy. She would much rather be reading, practicing with swords, or riding horses as opposed to dancing or etiquette lessons. This is the whole reason behind her parents giving her a guard. However, since the posting of her bodyguard, Mirelle has attempted to act like as much of a bore as possible to drive the knight away. As that has yet to work, she’s decided to try other tactics.


Mirelle had spent a good part of her morning glaring down her chambermaids as they attempted to force her into another one of her fashionable “day dresses.” The one that was currently being waved in her face as one of her mother’s favorites, a heavily brocaded piece of muslin that was as stiff as it was beautiful to look at. Grabbing up a couple of heavy books from her nightstand, the dark haired princess began heaving them in the direction of her attendants, forcing them out of her room.

“Well, first things first.”

She quickly slipped into her favorite pair of boots and blew her hair out of her eyes. Today had been highlighted with a string of victories. She had woken up late, eaten breakfast in the courtyard instead of in the dressing room, and refused to let them curl her hair. Tying a tight knot in the sash that was holding her thin robe closed, Mirelle stomped across the marble to the door leading out of her room. Standing tall and straight, a first since her guard had been assigned, she decided to get right to the root of her problem. At least this time her mother wouldn’t be able to get in her way.

“Sir Knight, I do believe I’d like to go riding today.”

 

[Starsailor2804]

The princess looked especially moody today, not in the angry mood, but like she wanted to get her way and wouldn't have it any other way. Wonderful he thought as he saw her walk towards him and then past in her normal fashion. "Yes Princess, I will have the horses prepared for us right away." He knew that he shouldn't be so willing to let her go out, but for some reason he doubted that she would take no for an answer. Plus, he definately would not mind getting out as well.

In no time William had ordered his page to attend to the horses and have them prepared for the two. And so they were. Quickly led outside by the princess as the doors were opened for her by the castle guards that remained, William gave a quick jog ahead of her to hold her horse so that she could mount it with ease. Kneeling down he waited for her boot to land in his hand so that he could help her onto the horse.

As he knelt there William could not help to notice the fine body of the young princess. She was quick a gem, a precious gem, that he would protect with his very life but he surely wished to have much more than the ability to see her and be as close as he was. He was young, single, handsome and had practically been around her her entire life although she did not know it. Finally, after helping her onto her horse he took to mounting his own and called to her to lead the way, although he knew she surely wouldn't wait.

 

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Mirelle stalked past the knight, not bothering to tell him that he didn't need to attend to the horses, although there were few people left, there was still enough staff to take care of such things. Still, she allowed him to jog ahead of her and glared as he offered the assist to help her mount her horse.

"I can do this myself, you know. I'm not going to break."

The dark haired princess allowed him to help anyway, not wanting to start the day off too badly for her guard. Granted, she wanted him gone, but, not in too bad of a mood. Perhaps it would be wise for him to stay until after her parents returned. Leaning low in her saddle, giving no regard to a "lady like" side saddle position, Mirelle adjusted the skirt of her shift and started her horse off into a soft trot.

There was no mistaking that Sir William was an attractive man. That was only heightened by the fact that he was the only man she was ever around since her father had left and, generally, she saw her guard more than her own father. Mirelle was a young woman, a princess, and quite isolated. Perhaps she shouldn't take all her anger on the knight right away.

"Feels nice to get out, I hate being cooped up for too long. Mother's favorite punishment."

 

[Starsailor2804]

William had always known that the princess didn't like to be treated like a helpless woman like her mother all the time. She enjoyed her ability to do things herself and took great joy in it. It was quite odd for a woman of her type, but William never dared to ask her about it. As she mounted he watched her position herself looking away quickly as he had gotten a view of more leg than he should. Mounting his own steed they were off and he followed a close, but not too close distance behind her.

He had thought it best not to answer her comment about getting out and such, but he finally said as little as he thought was adequate. "Yes, well it surely is a nice day for a ride. Fine choice of you choosing such a day princess." He was as formal as could be, so formal it surely probably did sicken her as she tried to remain as informal as she could around him. The road was smooth, travelled often and was no difficulty.

But, knowing her he doubted she would choose to remain on it for long. Watching her tied hair bounce against her slender back William was quite fixed on it as she could not see him. He tried his best not to think of her too much, but it sure was hard especially as her semi-exposed legs gripped tightly on her horse.

 

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"Mir-e-el, not princess or your highness or whatever else you would call me. We're stuck here and this isn't High Court and there isn't anyone around to correct you but me. And I want to be called Mirelle."

She was trying, very unsuccessfully, to hide a half smile from the knight and was glad he was riding a ways behind her. Mirelle rarely kept her mouth shut for long and it must have somewhat relieved her maids to see her acting in top form once again. Veering off the well worn path, knowing it was obvious that she wouldn't stay on it for long, the young princess started through decidedly rougher terrain and waited for Sir William to catch up.

"What I love about horses is that they can be so strong and powerful, yet gentle at the same time. They could absolutely crush you into dust and yet they choose not to."

Mirelle snorted, amused, wondering how far she could push her guard. It wasn't like she was teasing a stablehand, something not very wise, because at least he was afraid of being hanged. No, a knight of the royal order was another creature all together. Granted, the family name held more sway over him, as did the loss of a title, but, knights were not the kind of men that were used to being pushed around.

"I used to come here all the time to get away from my mother and the rest of the household. We visit often, it's nice land but I doubt we'll be staying much longer."

 

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"Yes, prin.... I mean Mirelle, but only when we are not among others as surely it will not be proper," he said, not like it was proper right now either. However, she was in charge and he was to listen and say and do whatever she told him to. He had problems keeping up with her as he didn't want to lose her and thus kept his distance making sure she didn't try to lose him by shaking him off. But, she surely was good with a horse for being a princess who barely got out and rode a horse.

Her comments about horses were much to the same thinking as his own. He loved horses very much and loved his horse as a brother as they had been through very much together. "Yes, I....," he began saying before cutting himself off as Mirelle snorted and hid back laughter at his proper attitude. He was glad someone was having fun here. At least he got to see her petite body bounce as she rode the horse in such an enticing fashion.

Suddenly, as Mirelle finished speaking two men jumped from the trees and frightened her horse, stopping it and sending her spilling to the ground as it shook her off. The fall was hard, but fortunately she landed in light brush and thick grass. The two men immediately came upon her, grabbing and attempting to pick her up to take off. Seeing this William immediately dismounted from his horse and approached quickly, kicking the one man sending him stumbling backwards until he landed on the ground with a thud.

William was about to get the other man off Mirelle when suddenly he saw the man he had kicked rise, unsheath his sword, and approach quickly in attack. Going off to fight and take care of him he left Mirelle alone with the other attacker who grabbed at her flailing and fighting body, ripping her clothes and trying to do whatever he could to get ahold of her.

At the same time William's sword clashed with the one attacker causing a stalemate as the two pushed against one another. Pushing back they exchanged yet another blow and another, the man was a good fighter, very good, but William knew the man was not more than a nuisance. As their swords met again William kicked at the man's left leg, catching him off guard and sending the man flailing and falling to the ground.

Raising his sword William twisted and pointed the blade down and sunk it deep into the chest bringing a swift death to the one attacker. Slightly tired and on his new William hesitated, just long enough for the other attack to kick him in the back of the head. Falling to the ground in a daze upon the one dead attacker William tired to see the man beating upon the flailing Mirelle. He had to get up, he had to save her. Placing his hand on the ground he slowly raised himself but needed time to gather himself.

 

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"It's never going to be proper for you to call me Mirelle, you know. So, you might as well get used to calling me by my name anyway, attendants and maids be damned."

She was having too much fun at the expense of Sir William that Mirelle had ceased paying too much attention to what she was doing. It really was to be expected though, after all, she had rode in this same forrest too many times to count. Therefore when the two men came from out of no where, she was throughly surprised. That was just enough to allow her horse to get away from her and send her careening into the springy brush. Before she could stand up and complain about the ungrateful beast, the princess felt herself being forcibly hauled up.

It was then that she forgot all the things her mother had taught her about playing the "good little hostage" and began flailing like she was on fire. Through her barely opened eyes, not wanting to be blinding by a tree branch, she could see her guard attacking the other man. Not wanting to disappoint, Mirelle continued twisting but to little avail. She could feel the strap of her shift being torn as the man grabbed for a better hold and could hear the rip of the thin fabric of her robe. Temper flaring, she decided it really wasn't going to do at all to be drug into the forrest while her knight lay possibly bleeding to death.

"You sodding bastard, you will let go of me this instant. I am your God damned princess and you will listen to me."

Princess Mirelle of Carnalis was known for many things and, thankfully, her foul mouth wasn't one of them. In public she managed to keep up appearances and in more formal, private settings she rarely slipped, but now was certainly not the time for formal entreaties or languishing pleas. They were going to kidnap her, rape her, and perhaps attempt to ransom her back to her family. No, that really wasn't going to do at all.

"You sick son of a bitch, you let me down right now or I swear..."

Apparently something hit a nerve because the man went still long enough for Mirelle to twist her knee around and aim a solid blow to his groin. Jumping back, not so steady on her feet, she grabbed the heaviest rock she could lift and, screaming like a banshee, flung it at her attacker. Not waiting to see if it even hit home, she took off running. Passing by her guard, who appeared to be having a bit of a time getting up, she continued until she was safetly mounted on his horse.

"Really it'd be appreciated if you would hurry. I'm not quite sure what happened to the other man and I don't think it would be good form to leave you for dead."

 

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William surely wasn't moving too quickly anytime soon, he could barely even stand properly. Seeing stars he had thought he was seeing things when he saw Mirelle running by him in a hurry. She seemed to be fine considering how fast she mounted her horse and commanded him to follow. Turning to see what had happened to the man he had just turned when suddenly he received a punch to the face. Stumbling forwards he turned to see the second attacker, blood running down his face, and seemingly more pissed off than hurt.

Mirelle's rock had hit the spot, but unfortunately didn't cause too much damage surprisingly. Yanking his sword from the guts of the man he killed William raised it and stumbled yet again. Damnit, he thought just as the man attack with his own sword he had finally raised. Swords clashed, again and again and fortunately he was able to keep up with the man who was one piss poor swordsman. One more strike caused the man's sword to raise high in the air, high enough so that a quick lunge by William caused his sword to pierce the heart of the man sending him to his knees and then to the ground in a pool of his own blood.

With the two attackers dead and Mirelle seemingly safe William stumbled backwards and fell onto his ass. Laying his sword by him he placed his hand on his head and the other upon the ground. "Mirelle, where are you? Are you alright?" Slowly, but surely William regained his composure. However, he chose to continue to sit for alittle. He had never expected to be kicked in the face from behind, he had been sloppy. Just then he heard yelling and horses approaching. They surely couldn't be guards from the city and were approaching in a hurry.

"Mirelle ride! Fast!" Getting to his horse as fast as he was able he sheathed his sword and mounted, riding after Mirelle as he looked behind to see three bandits in the distance approaching.

 

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Mirelle clutched tightly to the reigns of her horse, watching William carefully. Part of her wanted to dismount and rush out to help, but, reason tempered that impulse. Wincing and looking away when the broadsword plunged into her attacker's heart, she backed up her horse a few steps and continued to wait. She was just about to open her mouth and tell her guard to get up all ready when bandits began coming towards them. Without a second thought she was rushing towards the castle.

"You know, William, I'm becoming very suspicious of your bodyguard skills. Surely two ambushes in one day is highly suspect."

The gates to the castle were coming up and Mirelle strained to hear William behind her, not confident enough to actually look back. Skidding her horse to a stop and handing it off to a bewildered stablehand, Mirelle took off running for the safety of the castle. It was only then, when her hands were clutching at the handles that she finally found her voice.

"I trust you won't let them through the gates. That would be highly disappointing indeed."

She wanted to collapse in a little heap and hide in a corner, but her pride dictated otherwise. Instead, Mirelle turned around to face the scene before her, decided to wait for Sir William to come careening towards her. The princess wanted a bath and a change of clothes, but she also wanted to make sure she was going to be safe. Up until today she had thought that the idea of a guard was half cocked. Apparently she'd been wrong.

 

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William rode with no hesitation or concern for his own safety, in fact he rode so quickly that not only did he catch up to Mirelle but he also rode past her at times to make sure the path ahead of them was safe as well. Finally, arriving back into the gates of the walled city he allowed Mirelle to dismount and run towards the door as he stayed behind. The bandits dare not approach though, they knew better, and quickly fled once William turned and waited for them inside the safety of the castle.

He said nothing to Mirelle who not only suspected him of having a part in all of this, but also commanding him to hold them off. He had just saved her from two bandits and now her commands, what a life this was, he had nearly died. Dismounting he handed his horse off to the stableboy and then passed Mirelle entering the castle doors. "Stay by me, just in case, those were not normal bandits," he said and walked ahead of her his hand near to his sword.

Fortunately most had not seen them enter or ride through the courtyard as many were too busy or away on business. The princess's torn clothes would have brought much suspicion. Walking through the inside of the elaborate castle William stayed close to her, leading her upstairs, and to her chambers. Entering first he made sure she stayed close behind so that she was always close enough for him to protect her.

Checking her room completely he found it to be safe and turned to face Mirelle who appeared worried and frightened. He expected no less, she had never been through such a situation and neither had he, but he was trained for these kind of things. "Everything appears safe here Mirelle, if there is nothing you require of me I will take my post outside your room again. I will be right outside if you need me, I assure you that you are totally safe."

Sweated and slightly tired from the whole ordeal the excitement and adrenaline could be seen in his eyes and face. He was still on a high from it all but then again he was also tired despite his heart beating so fast.

 

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"Fine, so you don't want me dead."

Mirelle followed close beside William, refusing to let her fatigue wear her down. She allowed her guard to check her room before retreating behind the heavy oak doors. It was then that she let herself come apart, if only just a little bit. Very slowly she stripped out of her torn clothing and rested up against the nearest wall to pull off her boots. Taking a soft cloth from the porcelain basin filled with warm rose water, Mirelle sank down on her bed and inspected her skin for bruising.

"Stupid, sodding bastards."

She wanted her voice to carry past the doors and hoped it did. Rinsing her hair out in the basin and twisting it up loosely on the top of her head, Mirelle began looking for something to wear. Finally settling on a deep blue dress, the material sloping off of her shoulders to band around her upper arm to allow long sleeves to float the rest of the way down. The dress gently hugged her body to come to a rest at her ankles. A pair of slippers firmly attached to her feet, she took a deep breath and let herself out of her room.

"I think I might be hungry and I'd rather you accompany me. Also, I need to know if my horse is okay...I'm worried about him, he was rather brave today."

 

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William blinked as Mirelle exitted the room dressed in a loose dark blue dress, she appeared to be unswayed by the events and held herself high despite the experience. Plus, he liked her hair the way it was and something about her was different, something that caused his heart to nearly skip a beat. "You wish for me to accompany you princess? Umm.. I don't think it is my place, but I will watch over you," he said, returning to calling her princess as they were back in the castle.

"I will ask for word from the stableboy on the condition of your horse, I want you to remain inside for at least the rest of the day, for your safety," he said and then followed her down the stairs towards the kitchen. The cook had already prepared a meal of chicken and whatever else she ate ahead of time knowing she would be hungry.

Walking closer than usual behind her, for safety reasons, William felt he was very not properly dressed or looking after the events they went through. He could have used a fine bath and rest and a change of clothes, but he was sworn to duty. Also, he was wounded, not badly, but his face truly did hurt from that kick, although he would never let it show.

 

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"I wish you'd stop second guessing everything I tell you. If you don't want to walk from my doorway to the kitchen, then fine, I'll find someone else. I realize you don't want to be here and I wasn't happy with the escort either. However, were it not for you today, I might be dead."

Her voice waivered for only a moment but she shook it off quickly. Mirelle didn't want to be weak like her mother or the other women she was surrounded by. For many years her dream had been to be a knight; traveling the world and righting all the wrongs that marred it. And while she had come to terms that it was never going to happen, she still carried herself with an air that was far too noble to be proper.

"You should have the healer look at your face when you're done asking about my horse. In fact, you can leave me in the kitchen if you want to change and bathe. I doubt your current state is all too comfortable."

Mirelle let herself study him for a moment longer than was really required and then whipped around to continue to stare forward. He was a man, she had to keep reminding herself, just a man and that was all. She knew plenty of men, in some way or another, and he would be no different. Except that even battle worn and disheveled, Sir William looked more appealing than he ever had before. Letting herself into the kitchen, Mirelle graced the cook with a warm nod. Forgoing the actual chicken for broth instead, she began dragging a piece of warm bread through the soup.

"Really, if you want to take leave, by all means do. I should be safe enough in my own kitchen and I swear I won't step foot outside. Ah, the sick state of irony, my first outing in weeks and look at all the trouble that befalls."

 

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"I'm sorry for upsetting you princess," he said and remained silently as they walked no matter what else she said. When she said he should see a healer and bathe and take care of himself he took note to it but said nothing again. He knew he could really use all those things, but he didn't want to leave her side. Not only was it his duty to protect her, but he also had feelings for her as well. They were feelings that he figured came from his duty, but he wasn't sure.

As she told him again that he could leave her William looked around and nodded, "By your orders princess I will leave you then, however I will return as soon as I am finished bathing and I change. Do not leave the dining hall, for your safety," he said and then left to his quarters. Entering his bedroom William immediately let his sword drop, he kicked off his boots, undressed and then headed for the bath. His muscles about his body were tensed due to the stress and battle he had been in.

Slipping his worn and tired body into the hot water he laid back and relaxed, however tried to remain coherant as the bath had to be quick. However, it soon overtook him and he slowly but surely fell asleep as the hot water seemed to massage all his muscles.

 

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Mirelle allowed her eyes to follow the knight for a moment, quickly averting her gaze when she realized she was staring. She didn't really feel hungry, the thought of the morning's events had pushed all the thought of food from her head. Had it not been for William, she most likely would have been dead, maimed, raped or any combination of the above. And while a ripple of appreciation welled up, it was quickly squashed by a burst of anger. There wasn't any reason why she should be chased by bandits in her own woods. This was a place she felt like she had grown up in.

The cook murmured something about her being unsatisfied with her food and Mirelle shook her head vehmently, even though the piece of bread was dissolving, untouched. Quickly drinking down the broth, ignoring that it was almost too hot, she set the bowl back down and stepped back from the table. Chewing on her bottom lip, Mirelle soon made up her mind to look for her guard.

"Stupid sodding man..."

Her slippered footsteps made a muffled sound down the hall. Hands on her hips and eyes flashing, she soon cornered a servant. It only took a couple of minutes of verbal pressing to find out where Sir William was resting. Making up her mind not to burst in on him, although the idea was a little tempting, Mirelle simply sank down and brought her knees up to her chest. Resting her chin on her knees, she waited for William to emerge from the room.

 

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William always kept his door locked, in many different ways, so that no one could enter his room when he didn't want them too. Had Mirelle wished to enter she could not have anyway and thats the way he liked it. Waking up in a startle in the tub William quickly calmed down when he realized he was safe, but realizing he had fallen asleep he got out of the tub in a hurry. Cursing at himself he stepped out of the tub and onto a wet towel looking around for another. He had no more he had forgotten they had been taken outside to dry.

Taking a smaller dry cloth he wrapped it around his waist, the thing barely covered anything, and he walked to the door to get a towel he knew probably was hanging outside his room. Opening the door completely he was about to step outside when he saw Mirelle sitting there. Startled by her initially, he was even more startled when he realized he was as close to naked as one could be without being naked.

Quickly grabbing a towel he turned to enter allowing Mirelle to see a perfect view of his ass. What all she had seen would surely make her wonder if he was more than a man, surely she had never seen any man as nicely formed as he. Closing the door so quickly William tried to move so quickly to dress that he had gotten his underwear on, but as he tried to hop into his pants while standing he caught his leg and fell hard onto the ground causing a loud thud.

 

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The princess had been staring off into space, paying little attention to her surroundings when she heard the door creak open. Lifting up her eyes for a moment before jerking her head around to face the other way. A bright blush lit up her face and she forced a heavy breath.

"Do you have no sense of decency?"

Mirelle was attempting to sound indignat, but the catch in her throat was making that impossible. Cringing when she heard the harsh thud on the other side of the door, she regained her composure and stood. Bringing up her palm, she knocked hard on the door and rolled her eyes.

"You're not dead, are you? Because, really, that would be quite uncalled for. Oh and I'm not coming in. You should really try to get dressed now."

 

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William groaned for a moment as she propped himself up on his elbows. Damnit, what a clutz, all because of being an idiot. Her mocking him wasn't any help really and caused him to break his formal tones with her. "I am trying to get dressed damnit, what the hell are you doing outside my door?" Oh, she wasn't going to like his tone, that was for sure. Opening his door again after dressed he left with his sword by his side. Scratching his head he tried to hide his embarrassment in it all.

"It was really dangerous leaving the dining hall to come and get me, you were lucky, but don't do it again." Waiting for her to probably walk off pissed at him and his attitude he would follow her again wherever she went no matter he opposition towards him. She had angered him for her remarks after she invaded his privacy and had gone against his orders. The possibility of her life in danger worried him very much.

He was sure she would probably be extremely bitter towards him cause of his attitude and lack of place, he was lesser than her and he should act so, even if she didn't want him to before.

 

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"I was waiting for you. You took too long coming back to the kitchen."

Although Mirelle was a little taken back by her guard's harsh tone, she didn't let it register on her face. Rolling her eyes and smoothing down the front of her dress, she locked his gaze with her own.

"I don't see how it could be dangerous to walk down the bloody hall, William. If the damned castle is so bleeding dangerous, then why am I being left alone? There should be nothing wrong with me walking a handful of steps down the hall."

She had never been the type to walk away from a fight, no matter how many times it got her in trouble with her mother. Mirelle had learned, from an early age, that it was best to face your problems head on. Currently her problem was an idiot knight who thought he was too good to guard her.

"Perhaps I should just go and set up a cannon and shoot down all my attackers. That would make you job so much easier...you poor, poor man. It must be so hard to look after such a scared, delicate little princess."

 

[Starsailor2804]

William said nothing and instead remained silent as she spoke. There was no reason to argue with her as it was going to get them nowhere. He knew if they had been attacked in the woods near the castle that they may be attacked in the castle as well. Suddenly, his ears flinched as he heard a noise. Charging Mirelle he pressed her up against the wall as an arrow went by, their bodies pressed tightly against one another, and rubbed up against each other.

"He's gone, see, thats why I told you not to wander," he said, while at odds how someone could attack and disappear so quickly. He remained up against her as she was pressed against the wall, his warm breath upon her neck and his chest moving against hers as he breated heavy. "I need to get you back to your room now," he said as he hesitated and backed up.

Leading her down the hall with his sword half drawn he led her into her room and followed her in. Looking around he found nothing, no one inside. "Your room is safe, I....shall remain outside," he said and walked for the door to exit and leave her alone again. Staying outside her room seemed quite dangerous to him, but he knew it improper to ask to remain in her room especially as she would be dressed improperly at times.

 

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Mirelle cringed as her body was forced against the wall and she opened her mouth to delivering a scathing obsenity but quickly shut it. Arrows darted by and yet she was barely paying attention. All that she was thinking about was the way William's body fit against hers and how hot his breath was against her neck. Regaining her composure as he began to back up, she frowned and pushed him away.

"I hate you."

Her fingers went up to her hair to let it out of its clip, giving her something to do as she walked silently down the hall. She was wracking her brain, but, there wasn't much she could say to retaliate against her protector. He was right, it was dangerous, but, how could it be dangerous in the castle? Reaching the door to her room, Mirelle glared at the knight and shook her head.

"Fine, stay outside of my room. It would be convenient for you if I died, wouldn't it?"

 

[Starsailor2804]

Well, things were certainly going not very well, not only was he risking his life for her, but she hated him for it. Wonderful, simply wonderful. As she told him she hated him and walked off he followed as she let down her hair. After he had checked the room and all he left as he was going to and had she the chance she probably would have kicked him out of the room. She did wished that he would die, very nice, especially since she had saved her two times now and she had asked him to call her by her first name earlier.

If she had been anyone else besides the princess or royalty he surely would have said something or been much less knightly. She probably deserved a good slap, but that would be highly stupid of him. Leaving the room he slammed the door with a good thud behind him and took up his position outside her door once again. Cursing in silence he looked back and forth down the hall fearing for his safety as he was really a standing target. He really had no defenses.

Mirelle was going to be the death of him, that was for sure.