Cynric admired her for a moment. She looked ridiculous in his oversized cuirass, that reached mid-thigh and was haphazardly tied. Her hair was dishevelled and she was covered in dirt from her stay in the prison cell, but there was a fierce fire burning in her eyes. “I was sent to rescue you and return you to your father”. Her emerald eyes narrowed for a moment as she scrutinized him. Cynric smiled inwardly as he realized that she was checking the truth of his words just as he had done to her father when he enquired about his ability to pay up. She seemed to have found what she was looking for as she lowered the dagger and released him. “I would have been fine, I could have saved myself”, she said with a stubborn little tilt to her chin.
“You didn’t look fine to me, curled up like you were in the corner of a filthy cell. You looked like a scared little girl to me” he sneered. “I was waiting for the right moment” she added, still amazingly stubborn. Cynric’s eyes narrowed impatiently “you didn’t have time, little girl! That place is corrupt as fuck, it was only a matter of time before the wrong guards took a shift”. The stubbornness made way for uncertainty then “what do you mean?” Cynric was silent for a moment, looking her over, the fire in her eyes had faded, replaced by a twinge of fear. ‘She knows what could have happened, but she doesn’t want to believe it’ he thought surprised. “So innocent”, he murmured. “A sole young woman, in a prison full of men, men with needs, men with desires. Honest guards will control those urges, the corrupt ones? They would have taken you, against your will”. She shuddered at the thought and he used her distraction to take his dagger back and replace it in its sheath.
“Let’s go”, he took her hand and led her through the city to his horse, which he’d tied hidden away in a cluster of trees just outside the city. He untied the horse and effortlessly lifted her into the saddle. “I could have mounted the horse by myself you know” she murmured slightly irritated as he jumped up behind her. “Hush” Cynric replied as he wrapped his arms around her to take the reins. The girl bristled in his arms as he steered the horse towards his camp.
He stopped the horse and jumped off. Before he could reach for the girl she’d already jumped off on the other side.The thief shook his head as he tied the horse to a sturdy looking tree. “Do you have any spare clothes and is there a stream nearby? I’d like to wash up”. “I have a spare cuirass, so you can wear mine until we can get you something else in Elinhir”, he replied as he indicated her to follow him. The girl nodded her consent as she followed him to the stream. “Do not tarry, do not stray too far, I will not rescue you again” he said before turning away. He couldn’t help but look as he heard the distinct sound of his cuirass hitting the soft grass. Her underclothes followed quickly and he glimpsed the smooth curves of her buttocks and breasts before turning away and leaving the clearing to hunt some dinner.
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Re: Innocent (3/?)
Date: 2013-07-09 01:40 pm (UTC)“You didn’t look fine to me, curled up like you were in the corner of a filthy cell. You looked like a scared little girl to me” he sneered. “I was waiting for the right moment” she added, still amazingly stubborn. Cynric’s eyes narrowed impatiently “you didn’t have time, little girl! That place is corrupt as fuck, it was only a matter of time before the wrong guards took a shift”. The stubbornness made way for uncertainty then “what do you mean?” Cynric was silent for a moment, looking her over, the fire in her eyes had faded, replaced by a twinge of fear. ‘She knows what could have happened, but she doesn’t want to believe it’ he thought surprised. “So innocent”, he murmured. “A sole young woman, in a prison full of men, men with needs, men with desires. Honest guards will control those urges, the corrupt ones? They would have taken you, against your will”. She shuddered at the thought and he used her distraction to take his dagger back and replace it in its sheath.
“Let’s go”, he took her hand and led her through the city to his horse, which he’d tied hidden away in a cluster of trees just outside the city. He untied the horse and effortlessly lifted her into the saddle. “I could have mounted the horse by myself you know” she murmured slightly irritated as he jumped up behind her. “Hush” Cynric replied as he wrapped his arms around her to take the reins. The girl bristled in his arms as he steered the horse towards his camp.
He stopped the horse and jumped off. Before he could reach for the girl she’d already jumped off on the other side.The thief shook his head as he tied the horse to a sturdy looking tree. “Do you have any spare clothes and is there a stream nearby? I’d like to wash up”. “I have a spare cuirass, so you can wear mine until we can get you something else in Elinhir”, he replied as he indicated her to follow him. The girl nodded her consent as she followed him to the stream. “Do not tarry, do not stray too far, I will not rescue you again” he said before turning away. He couldn’t help but look as he heard the distinct sound of his cuirass hitting the soft grass. Her underclothes followed quickly and he glimpsed the smooth curves of her buttocks and breasts before turning away and leaving the clearing to hunt some dinner.