Sir Garrett woke to the sun’s peeking out through the few holes in the canopy of trees. She still felt aroused from her dream. She stood up shaking the feeling off. Sir Garrett shook Albert wake who shook slightly from the shock. Albert waited to be admonished but Sir Garrett only sashayed to her horse Thunder to grab some dry rations for breakfast.
Albert stared at the sway of the hips walking from him. He could really go for a woman with a figure like that. Too bad that lush butt belonged to his liege he thought as he got some food too. He heard Sir Garrett call to him, “Could you help me up on Thunder?” Albert looked over to see the woman looking plaintively at the young squire. Albert hurried over to help the beautiful woman on her horse. She put her dainty foot in his hand as he lifted her light weight with ease.
Sir Garrett bountiful bust jiggled as she adjusted herself in the saddle. She saw Albert turn quickly from her to get on his horse. They remained silent as they journeyed to an old bandit hide out the villains might be practicing dark rituals in. The trail became clear of vegetation as the pair neared the bandit hideout. Sir Garrett wanted this done with so she rode in at a gallop unsheathing the short sword figuring that the longsword would be too heavy for her now effeminate arms.
Thunder pounded an alarm to the cultists as the steed passed through a rusted open gate. Albert kicked up his pace to catch up. Sir Garrett swung her sword down on the first cultist in reach striking deep into his neck sticking so that Sir Garrett lost hold of his sword. Thunder continued to gallop on top of a cultist exiting the small cabin in the middle of the piece meal fencing. Albert pulled his longsword sliding from his horse as he pulled to a stop in front of the only structure in this pitiful compound. Another cultist in human bone armor left the building with sword drawn. Albert quickly engaged him while Sir Garrett circled the building on Thunder breasts bouncing almost unrestrained. Albert did as Sir Garrett be aware of your surroundings but focus on the fight in front of you.
Albert matched blade for blade with the bone knight. Often sparring with Sir Garrett this man lacked the strength and skill Albert trained against. Albert’s sword shot forth into the openings in the armor. Blood flowed freely who cursed at Albert but couldn’t find a way to hurt him. A quick side step from Albert followed by a jab to the back of the knee causing the knight to fall to the ground. The trampled cultist managed to roll over but could only stare glassy eyed at the fight before him. The bone knight flipped over in time to see the squire Albert driving the end of the blade into neck. Albert pulled the blade out wishing to face the brunt of the danger with Sir Garrett in a diminished state. Sir Garrett looked out for him in their time together now it was his turn.
Albert opened the wooden door to a fetid smell. A make shift altar in front of a roaring fire place with a robed priest with an acolyte on either side. Albert saw upon the altar behind the priest a young woman bound and gagged. Anger welled inside him as he lunged at the priest stabbing him in the chest. The priest brought down a nasty looking ornate dagger on Albert. The dagger pierced his shoulder slightly before Albert shoved the priest into the acolyte on the left pushing the blade into the acolyte. The other acolyte came behind Albert to stab him in the back when a blade pierced his heart.
“At some point chivalry gives way to necessity. That is another lesson you should know Albert. Now help me get the young lady free.” Sir Garrett said as she worked the knot loose on the young woman’s gag.
With her gag, free she excitedly said looking at Albert, “Oh, thank you Sir knight I am Penelope Lord Glenbury’s daughter. He will reward you greatly for saving me. You are so handsome and brave I thank you with all my heart.” The pretty young girl about Albert’s age stared doe eyed at the squire.
Albert responded, “I am sorry for the confusion but I am squire to Sir Garrett. I am Lord Albert Maxwell and pleased to meet you.”
Sir Garrett said, “How about you escort Penelope home while I head back to the capital? I want to get back in a hurry. I trust you will get Penelope home safe.”
