DID YOU THINK I WAS DONE, GENTS?! HECK NO!
Ladies and gents, you'll all be happy to know that I have once again facerolled my laptop and produced yet another chapter of this story.
Wynamo Willagers- I'm interested to see how Kaylen comes to deal with these circumstances. Does he eventually warm up to Anor Londo and knighthood? Does he find the proper window to escape and deal with the knights' wrath? Will he ever see the softer side of Ornstein or Ciaran? Will Velka ever forgive him even a little bit for the humiliation? Will Smough resist roasting him up for lunch? WHO IS GOING TO CLAP WHOSE CHEEKS? Anyways, good writing raises questions in a reader and makes them interested to push on.
Kaylen seems to be a very confident liar/rogueish type while also having lots of self-doubt. He's a talented actor for sure, but uses his skills very naïvely. There's some room for growth there!
That's my secret Wynamo Willagers...I have no plan. *Insert CGI Hulk transformation and punch here*
Yeah, but with perfect honestly, I'm literally making this up as I go. With maybe a general idea for things I'd like to include like the fading flame or fun little interpretations of the gods. Thanks for the feedback on things, glad to know that things are being kept a bit interesting for ya.
But anyway, hope you guys all enjoy the read.
Warning: This chapter contains horribly written Waifu content. You have been warned.
Kaylen awoke from his dreams early the next day very annoyed, though admittedly far more comfortable than he'd been in a long time.
Sitting up in bed, he was quick to take note that the night sky had only just barely left the city behind. He could guess that he had maybe an hour or so before the big meetup with Ornstein and his team. It seemed that despite Ciaran's words, he really did sleep the entire previous day away.
Not that he felt the slightest bit guilty about it, all things considered.
Smacking his cheeks to knock away any drowsiness he felt, Kaylen began to think long and hard about his current circumstances and precisely what his next move would be.
"Okay, so I'm not getting out of this by running. Not getting around that fact. Gonna have to make the best of a bad situation and play this out. But I don't have to be complete tool about it. I can still influence the board with a bit of effort." Kaylen mused to himself as he thought things through carefully. "These gods are a bit arrogant, but they're not exactly hostile to humans. So the first thing on the agenda is to make a few new friends. If I use their high and mighty attitudes against them, it should be easy enough."
With that, Kaylen climbed out of bed and made for the door, doing his upmost to ignore the fact that at any time a certain goddess might come looking for a bit of payback.
Just outside the doorway, waiting undisturbed for him to find, sat a small pile of clothing. More specifically, four sets of white cotton shirts and dull brown pants. There was even two pairs of plain, brown leather shoes.
"Wow. Ornstein wasn't kidding when he said they work fast. And even I guess he meant it when he said they wouldn't get me anything special. These things are a simple as they come." Kaylen said as he picked up the pile and placed them inside the room next to his bed. It was then that he suddenly had a thought about himself and gave his armpits a few sniffs, quickly recoiling at the stench that met his nose. "Ugh, that's rancid. Forget making friends, no one's gonna wanna be anywhere near me smelling like this. I got time for a scrub down."
With that, Kaylen decided to leave his humble abode and make his way towards the bath shown too him the day before. Other than a pair of the clothing delivered to him, he didn't carry anything else with him. Even going so far as to leave behind his best dress shoes that went along with the tux and proceeded forward completely barefoot.
Going through the castle still presented its share of tension, but Kaylen made the effort to greet every patrolling knight that he past. Though he usually only earned a curious look or a brief nod, he figured it was good to start getting his face out there.
Soon enough, the lone human reached his destination and stood just outside a large double door. Proceeding beyond it, he was met with a wonderous sight.
The bath was massive and quite unlike anything he'd ever seen before. At first, he was struck by the imposing columns all around the rectangular pool. Each one linked to the next by a perfect archway and the curved ceiling was inlaid with gold. The water itself was as blue as glacier run-off, and he wondered if it was also mineralized. The stone was cold beneath his bare feet, and he shivered a little beneath his clothing, but that didn't stop him from marveling and taking in the heavenly scene before him.
"Holy crap….This is incredible. Heh, guess being a "Knight in training" comes with a few perks." Kaylen said happily, his mood considerably brightened at the massive room. Quickly getting undressed with a smile on his face, he wasted no time in walking directly into the relaxing warm water. Finding it meet every expectation he had. "Ahh~, that's the stuff. These gods definitely have it made up here."
Making his way directly into the middle of the giant pool, Kaylen takes a deep breath and submerges himself completely beneath the water. Allowing its steamy embrace to wash free any sweat and grim that clung to his skin. Feeling as if he never wanted to rise from its depths ever again, he was content to stay underwater for as long as his lungs would allow to fully enjoy it.
Unfortunately for Kaylen, just as he had dived under and relinquished himself to the liquid heat of the waters, someone else walked into the bath and closed the door behind them.
She hummed lowly to herself as she relinquished her white robe upon a hook on a wall. Her voice more beautiful than the softest of singers, pairing well with her flawless figure and fiery locks of red hair. After stretching her body to work out the early morning kinks, she approached the water with a smile on her face.
Steadily, she dipped single toe in and slowly savored the feeling of the water enveloping her form. Giving a pleasant sight when she eventually got low enough for it to embrace her body and breast lovingly. The feeling never growing old and making this place her own personal paradise.
SLOSH
"Whoo, wow, this place is the best. This water has got to be magic or something. I feels so-"
Kaylen's words stopped cold as he wiped the water from his eye's and was met with the sight of the most sensual appearing woman he'd ever laid eyes on. From the thickness of her thighs to the affectionate look of her eye's, everything about her looked as if was formed from the dreams of men and left him staring slack jawed.
She wasn't doing anything special beyond leaning against the edge of the bath, but seeing her half-submerged body simply stole away his higher brain function for a few moments as he took her in.
"Oh my. A human sneaking into the women's bath. Heh, how very brazen of thee." the woman chuckled lightly as she crossed her legs in a feminine manner, seemingly completely unbothered by this turn of events.
"Wha-? N-No, I didn't sneak in, I just-…Wait…the women's bath?"
"Indeed. The one meant for men is a bit further down the hall from here."
"Oh…well, there must have been a mix up when Ornstein was showing me around." Kaylen said, suddenly realizing that he may have zoned out a bit at some of the knight speech. He wasn't exactly planning to stick around at the time.
"Ornstein?...Oh~, I see. Thou art the one that was being escorted by Ciaran and Ornstein into my fathers' quarters yesterday. The castle been a-buzz about you of late." The woman said happily. "How very fortunate meeting thee like this. Would thou care to sate my curiosity of who thy are to afford such treatment?"
Kaylen's brain stutters for a moment at a certain part of her words as the color drains from his face.
"D-…Did you just say your fathers' quarters?" he asked deftly.
"Why, yes. Were thou unaware of who I am? If so, I do not mind properly introducing myself." the woman said in a honey sweet tone, clearly amused by the newfound fear written all over the humans face. "I am Gwynevere, daughter of Lord Gwyn and Princess of Sunlight. A pleasure."
At this, Kaylen tensed up as his heart pounded heavily within his chest. Here he was, a known thief and criminal, sitting naked in a bath with the Princess of Anor Londo. Forget Velka, if anyone walks through that door and see's them like this together, Gwyn's going to tear him limb from limb.
"Uh, I just remembered I have somewhere important to be." Kaylen said as he moved to make his way towards the edge of the bath with the clear intention to leave.
"Ah, ah, ah. I wouldn't do that if I were you, human. There are two guards waiting just outside the door. It would be quite unfortunate for you if word got back to my father that we were alone in such a place." Gwynevere said with a playful shrug of her shoulders. Causing Kaylen to freeze in place as he stared at the door with visible panic in his eyes.
"Oh, shit…"
"Now, now, there's no need for such language. Once I am done with my bath, they shall leave alongside me. There is no need for any regrettable events to occur this day, wouldn't you agree?" the princess said pleasantly, once again completely unbothered by the way thing are playing out. "So, for the time being, what say we both enjoy one another's company while we have the opportunity. I do so enjoy meeting new faces about the castle, even more so that of a humans. Why not come a bit closer so that I may get a good look at you?"
At this, Kaylen hesitated. There was a sharp tick in the back of his mind, a primal instinct, telling him that going anywhere near this woman was a bad idea. She didn't know a thing about him, yet seemed more than comfortable enough to effectively make him her hostage with nothing more than a few words.
She might be amazing sight to look at, but he suddenly got the feeling this was something of a wolf in sheep's clothing sort of situation.
Almost as if to confirm his feeling, Gwynevere seemed to show a small hint of displeasure at his hesitation. Raising one of her hands, she beckoned him with one finger and used a tone that told him he didn't have a choice but to obey.
"Come hither, human…" She said softly, never once taking her eyes off him.
Quite honestly, Kaylen weighed his options for a few moments. He could end this right now by simply getting out and leaving, take his chances with explaining things truthfully. But odds are Gwyn and the others wouldn't listen, especially given his already unfortunate situation with them. And that's not even accounting for anything Gwynevere may or may not say.
And so, he decided that it would be best to simply do as he was told.
Walking forward and doing his best to keep his eye's from wondering over her naked and exposed body, Kaylen made his way directly in front of the goddess. Close enough that she could reach out and place a hand upon his cheek.
"There. Was that so difficult?" the goddess said as her palm moved across his face in a loving manner. Despite the situation, Kaylen had to admit that her touch felt nice against his skin. "Now, why was it that you were escorted to my father's office the other day."
He thought to lie, but immediately discarded the idea when he saw a certain glint in her eye. Call him crazy, but a little voice in the back of his mind told him "Don't get on her bad side by doing that. Role with the story already playing out.".
"I'm the leader of a new warrior initiative personally appointed by Gwyn. Today will be my first day of training under Ornstein." Kaylen responded, trying to keep his breathing steady and quite frankly, erection down.
"What?" Gwynevere replied with a half chuckle. "What would be the point of a human warrior initiative amongst our number? Your kind cannot match us in much of any respect. No…that is quite absurd. I think you should run to my father and tell him that you refuse to do such a thing. In fact, I think you should do so immediately."
At this, Kaylen's brow furrowed ever so slightly at her words. He may do or say what he has to to keep himself afloat, but that didn't mean he liked to be looked down on so blatantly. He had his pride as a man and as a human.
So, though a part of him was screaming that it was a bad idea, he decided to play the part he was given that much further.
"Heh, you sure do think very highly of yourself, don't you, Princess?" Kaylen said as he locked eyes with the goddess, causing her to blink for a moment in confusion. As if she was making sure she had just heard that right. "I may only be human, but my actions speak for themselves. I'm not here simply by chance or whim. Your father chose me for a reason."
"Is that so? And pray tell what reason would that be?"
"It's simple. I know what makes people like you tick. All that arrogance and pride. All I have to do is make you think you're in control and you'll do whatever I want without even realizing it." Kaylen said with a smile of his own, causing the one upon Gwynevere lips to falter ever so slight as she contemplated whether she had been playing into his hands the entire time. "Heh, guess I really had you fooled with my whole act, huh? Did you really think I didn't know who you were?"
"I don't appreciate your tone, human. I'd advise you speak more respectfully when addressing me."
"Of course, Princess Gwynevere. My sincerest apologies. I'm not exactly used to being around someone of such high caliber and beauty as you. Please forgive my nonchalant attitude." Kaylen said politely, unknowingly irking the goddess that much further. "Oh, and I hope you'll pardon me for saying so, but my name is not "Human". I am Kaylen of Astora, your humble servant and warrior. A pleasure to formally meet you, my lady."
Hearing this, Gwynevere found herself somewhat irritated. She found his words of respect far too dramatic and exaggerated, as if he'd already had his fun with her and was now just reveling in the amusing of idea letting her believe she had real control over him.
It was likely due to having her father's favor go to his head. Did he truly believe he could simply do such a thing to her and not suffer any recompense?
"But anyway, I'll make sure not to make the mistake of going to the wrong bath in the future. There's plenty of space here, so I'll just move to the other side of the tub and turn the other way while you to clean up. Though it was nice meeting you." Kaylen said as he slowly backed away from the princess and moved to do just that. Not wanting anything further to happen between them that might put his life in jeopardy.
Unfortunately, the woman in question had other ideas.
"Not so fast, human. We're not quite done yet." Gwynevere said calmly, stopping him before he could get very far away from her. "Since thou art already here and I am already aiding in keeping you out of harms way, it is only fair that you help me with something."
"Help you with something? What could you need from me?"
"I'm not asking much. Tis but a trifle, really. A token between friends." The princess exclaimed with a smug look on her face. "I simply ask that you help me wash my back."
"Bad idea." Kaylen thought immediately as his eye's glanced towards the door of the room then back to the princess. If it were any other circumstance, he would have jumped with joy at such a request to rub down a woman like her. But no amount of godlike beauty or attractive looks was worth risking his life over as far as he was concerned, and there was still every chance someone could walk in and see them naked together. "Uh, I'm sorry to say that I really shouldn't help you would something like that. You know, with you being who you are and me being a human, it really wouldn't go over well to be caught like that."
"Goodness, me. Mine "humble servant" is denying a direct order from his superior? I suppose I should do the right thing and report such behavior. Oh, guar-."
"Wait-wait-wait, hold on a minute. There's no need to call anyone in here."
"Oh? Should I take that to mean that thou will do as told then?" Gwynevere asked in a knowing tone, finding her smile once again.
"I…Okay, fine. I'll…get your back." Kaylen exclaimed with a small sigh, somewhat wondering if every god in this castle was so spiteful as the women he'd met so far.
"Magnificent. I'm glad thou has become so agreeable. To be a knight in this castle, thy should get used to following orders from thy betters. No matter what they may be." The princess said as she produced a rag from the waters. Then with a quick squeeze to wring it dry, she tosses it to the human in question, before giving him one last pointed look and turning her back towards him. Offering him a generous view as she leaned against the edge of the bath and moved her flowing hair aside. "Go on then, human. Waste not a moment."
Swallowing hard and using every ounce of willpower he had to force his eye's not to wonder, Kaylen approached the goddess from behind and did as she asked. Taking great care not to be too rough on her flawless skin, he moistened the rag and ran it down her back.
He tried to make it convincing. For he knew that if he backed off to quickly, she'd probably be displeased and punish him for it. But if he lingered on her body for too long and didn't keep things strictly platonic, then she'd definitely end this little game and have him punished for it.
And so, he kept a fair distance away, that their legs or anything else not touch one another, and bathed the goddess as she asked.
For her part, Gwynevere had to admit that she held a bit of tension at first, but once she was sure the human wouldn't try to get handsy with her, she quickly relaxed and slumped forward a bit to rest her head. The cold tile of the floor feeling good upon her arms as the heat of the water washed over her body.
Getting a bit imaginative, Kaylen dumps the rag beneath the water before raising it up and squeezing it out above her shoulders.
"Mm~, that feels nice. Tis a wonderous way to begin the day." The goddess said, fully enjoying being pampered in such a way. "Forget being a knight, thou would be more suited to being a masseur with such treatment. In fact…massage my shoulders."
Kaylen paused for a moment, meaning to object to her commands, but quickly thought against speaking out. He was already in hot water and she could blow the whistle on him at any time. So he figured it was best to just do as she said and get it over with. The sooner she's satisfied and leaves, the sooner he could get out of here. He even staved off a bit of his apprehension of the act by telling him that this was just a way for him to make connections.
Placing the rag into the water and out of the way, Kaylen took a moment collect himself mentally before pressing his thumbs against the goddess body and began kneading the muscles of her shoulders.
"I'm not exactly an expert at this, so let me know if I'm hurting you." Kaylen said trying to be polite and maybe earn himself some brownie points.
"Oh~, quite the opposite. Please continue as you would." The goddess mewled as she closed her eyes with a smile, seemingly enjoying the treatment being given.
A few minutes pass, with Kaylen wondering when the Princess would grow bored of him doing this. But she didn't seem to show any signs of telling him to stop. If anything, he could swear that she was making herself a but more comfortable along the baths edge.
Almost as if she was sensing his thoughts, the princess spoke up at that very moment in a clearly haughty tone.
"Thou should be grateful for such an opportunity, you know. Many a human would kill for such circumstance to befall them."
"You do realize that I'm currently risking my life just to make you more comfortable, right, Princess?"
"And doth thou realize that I'm the only thing currently standing between you and a dungeon? Tis all a matter of perspective really. Honestly, I think you're getting off quite easy with such a gracious reward. In fact…" Gwynevere's voice trails off as she opens her eye's and allows a sinister idea began to make its way into her thoughts. "…your offenses this day certainly warrant greater recompense."
Suddenly, Kaylen was getting a very strong sense of Deja vu. Wasn't this almost exactly how Ciaran…
"Wait, lets talk about this for a-"
"That settles it. As a new addition to the castle and of the special human initiative, it would be unacceptable to tolerate such disrespect. As punishment for your actions, I want to see you here every morning, ready to take any commands I may give you like a proper knight."
"Wha-? You didn't even know that initiative existed until a few minutes ago!"
"Oh my. Yet again you choose disrespect instead of simply doing as your told? I suppose my father will want to know of this mistake, as well as your actions of bathing and massaging me. Truly, it does not appear good for you." Gwynevere said playfully to the human, almost perfectly mimicking the way Ciaran blackmailed him the day before. "However, we may yet keep this as our little secret if you see the error of your ways and apologize for speaking out of turn.
"But-...I-…You-…" Kaylen stuttered in complete disbelief that this was happening to him again.
"What was that, my young friend?"
Hearing her words and realizing that she wasn't bluffing, Kaylen's mind scanned the water around him for a few moments, somehow hoping that an idea would spring to life from them to get him out of this. But none came to mind that could save him. As such, he could close his eyes and sigh lowly, all traces of his previous relaxation and joy now a distant dream.
"I apologize for disrespecting you, Lady Gwynevere. It won't happen again." he said, swallowing his pride and just excepting that he'd officially made things worse for himself.
"Apology accepted, dear Kaylen. I certainly hope that we may bond that much further in the coming days and grow past your affront. And worry not about anyone coming in to expose your actions. I'll see to it that none interrupt our time here. Perhaps I may even get you some scented oils and books to help you perfect you craft." The goddess said with a sidelong smirk, more than glad to put the human in his place. She then turned away from him once again and made herself comfortable against the baths edge with her eyes closed. "Now kindly return to your task, if you would. And do not be afraid to put a bit of muscle into it."
"Yes, Princess Gwynevere." Kaylen said begrudgingly as he laid hands on her once again. Still rolling it around in his head that this was actually his life right now.
Now having comfortably humiliated and shown her superiority over the man at her rear, the princess couldn't help but chuckle and let one last jab fly from her lips.
"It certainly is a good thing you know what makes people like me tick. All you had to do was use my arrogance and pride to make me think I'm in control. Heh, heh, heh…."
"I hear you loud and clear, Princess. Next time I'll just keep my mouth shut."
Elsewhere
Awakening in her own personal quarters with a stretch of her wings, Velka wasted little time in making her way out of bed and towards a large mirror to brush her hair to straighten it out. Her mind quickly trailing back to the matter which most concern her.
It had to be said that for a single day of hunting her prey, Velka had made considerable strides. Though she of course did not let her victories make her conceited and continued to think on ways to counter her foes efforts.
Upon learning of him possibly having poisonous weapons, the goddess of sin immediately ordered the reserve soldiers not yet on duty to report to the castle herbalist to receive a clump of purple moss, a specialty for curing poison.
Until such time as Kaylen had been captured, they were all ordered to carry at least two on their person during their patrols. This way, should he strike any innocent citizens with any tainted weaponry, they could immediately be aided.
She'd already exhausted the trail of many of the patrons of the slums and instructed Patches to keep an ear out for any information. Though he was cowardly, she'd long since accepted that he had his uses on these matters and was good at uncovering that which wished to remain hidden.
Now all there was left to do was to wait for Kaylen to slip up.
"In the meantime, I can still try to seek information of where he came from before arriving here. Getting a full picture of his past locations may help me where his is now and anticipate his actions. If I run a few checks on neighboring townships and kingdoms, someone be able to point me in the right direction and provide a trail I can backtrack." The goddess mused as straightened her hair and prepared herself for a bath, before getting to any paperwork that required her attention.
Knock-knock-knock
Hearing the tell tell sound of someone rapping against her door, Velka made quick work of straightening out her hair before responding.
"Enter."
At her words, the doors were quick to open and allowed in a friendly face of which the goddess had grown accustomed to seeing.
"Goodness. That stench doesn't seem to have waned in the slightest, has it?" Ciaran exclaimed unapologetically as she made her way inside and closed the door behind her.
"Don't remind me. I'm starting to fear its seeping into my clothes." Velka exclaimed with a sigh, not even wanting to consider what it was doing to her bed sheets. "But more importantly, you're not going to believe what I've discovered about the human who did this."
"How very humorous. I've got something to tell you about him as well." Ciaran exclaimed, suppressing her urge to laugh at the anticipated look on her friends face. "But you can give your information first, so that we might compare."
"Well, it seems that our little friend is more dangerous than he first appears. I found his place of living out in the wilds beyond the city. They looked to be huts that were made by hand and were surrounded by multiple flasks of potent concoctions. I brought back a sample to the castle and our alchemist had no idea what it was, but I suspect it is used as a means to wards away beast." Velka explained as she recalled the sight of the area with perfect clarity, suddenly earning Ciaran's full attention. "And that's not all. Inside one of the huts was an assortment of poisoned weapons, herbs and flask. All made and crafted with expert precision. Though some of them contained chemicals whose effects were unknown to me. With these tools discovered, I believe that the human may be an assassin of some sort. He doesn't seem to have been here long, so my working theory is that he was looking for a means to discreetly reach his target somewhere in the city, but had not yet found an opportunity."
Hearing this new information, Ciaran crossed her arms and placed a thumb to her chin in thought. No matter how she looked at it, such a theory didn't make sense when compared to Kaylen's actions. If he were an assassin, then why would he come here with the intention of explaining his actions at the party? Why would he approach Velka of all people for a dance, thus drawing her attention?
There were clearly important pieces they were missing from this tale.
"Now that I think about it, back at the party, you threw a sideways comment about both of us being warriors when we danced together. Did you know who he was prior?" Velka questioned curiously.
"Not at all. It was merely an observation." Ciaran said as she raised one of her palms before her friend. "You probably did not notice at the time, but young Kaylen's hands were rough in appearance, and he held a small bit of scarring along his palms. A common trait among men who are familiar with holding a blade."
"I see. But that little detail only further confirms my thoughts on the matter. This hu-"
Velka stops mid-sentence as a thought occurred to her on what her compatriot just said.
"Wait a minute….how do you know his name? I never told you that."
At this, the blonde assassin turned her gaze off to the side for a few moments as she considered precisely how she would break the news to her friend. But quickly came to the conclusion that there would be no right way of doing so, especially with the news of the discoveries she'd made of him.
"That is what I came to speak with you about this morning." Ciaran said calmly, still trying to cherry pick the most appropriate way to say things. "Now I'm going to tell you something regarding the human, but I need your word that you will not storm out of the room and do anything drastic afterwards. Do we have an agreement?"
"Oh, please. I'm not a child. If you've got something to say, then spit it out." Velka said with clear annoyance in her tone, not appreciating being accused of doing something so immature.
"Very well. So while you were gone, the human…"
Ciaran then proceeded to explain everything that had happened up to her last meeting with Kaylen and how everything played out between them. Once she was done, Velka stood before her with wide rage filled eyes, as if what had happened in that darkened ally between them occurred mere seconds ago.
"HE'S WHAT?!" She bellowed angrily.
"I realize that you may be upset, but-"
Ciaran didn't even get to finish her sentence before Velka rushed past her and stormed through the door of her chambers, just as she had asked her not to do. With fury in her eyes and a light trace of pyromancy trailing across her flesh, the Goddess of Sin made a direct beeline to the opposite end of the castle. Intent on wringing the neck of the completely unaware Kaylen.
Though she knew this was quite serious, Ciaran couldn't help but chuckle lightly at her friends bull-headed charge, before moving to run through the doorway herself after her and perhaps prevent the poor little human from having a very unfortunate morning.
NOW JUST HOOOOLD YOUR HORSES!
That all I got for you guys this time around.
Now before anyone says anything about it, let me just say that I'm working on a very loose interpretation of Gwynevere. Since there's only a very limited bit of information about her and a lot of thats very vague, I decided to take a stab at what I imagine a princess of the top dog Lord of Sunlight would be like.
I imagine she'd be a bit smug and haughty about her position behind the scenes. Everyone would definitely worship her from afar and think she looks amazing, but on a more personal level, I think she'd behave a bit more of an entitled personality. And why wouldn't she? Her dads the top of the food chain and she could virtually have anything or anyone she wanted.
I may have been having a bit to much fun by have her force goddang naked back massage out of Kaylen, but I did enjoy the parallels of having him be basically blackmailed twice in the span of 2 days by a god. Thats not to say that I don't enjoy the thought of her learning to be a better person or more responsible by hanging/ordering around Kaylen, but lets not count our chickens before they hatch.
But I hope this chapters been a fun little read for you guys.
As always, feel free to leave a review and tell me what you guys thought about this chapter of the story. Was Gwynevere a little too alright with ordering a human to do such things to her? Should her snobby-ness be turned down a few notches? Should Kaylen have been more defiant and called her bluff?
Honest opinions are always appreciated as I'm always looking to improve my style of writing to make this story a bit more interesting for you guys. so don't be shy in telling me your thoughts about how things are going so far. Outside opinions will have a huge effect on how this story will play out.
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