øñłÿ følløwîñg ørdērš {eter only)

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It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining, there were only a few wispy clouds scudding across the brilliant blue, and the marketplace was pleasantly busy with afternoon shoppers. A tall, imposing figure wearing chain mail and a sword at the hip leaned against a building, watching for any debauchery or theft in the crowd. This man was Sir Peter, a well-known knight in the country of Arania. He looked around wearily- he had already taken in several thieves today.

(This is lame but I didn't know what your idea was so this is what I have. )

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{{thats ok, but i dont really know what he looks like besides his clothing...}}

Later in the day when most the knights gathered one, Sir Carlyle hung off Sir Peters shoulder, you know what my old friend, I havent taken you out tonight, let us feast our eyes upon beauties" he laughed cherily before leading him away to a place he went usually, but he left Sir Peter outside, being coaxed in by beautiful females.

A woman maybe a year younger than Sir Peter approached in in a brown dress that hung loosely on her thin, frail body. She had seen his sword and hoped he could help her in some way. So she silently padded up to him, her bare feet making no sound upon the dirt ground. She extended a feminine long, thin fingered hand tho him and touched his shoulder to make her presence known.

Mira, as many called her was matted with dirt and her light brown hair was matted but tied to the side and draped over her shoulder with a ribbon. Her ice blue gaze was one of strong hild, one that wouldn't show you the true fear she held inside herself.

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Peter gave a small smile to Sir Carlyle and lingered outside for a while. His blonde hair blew around his face and got in his green eyes. He jumped when the girl touched him and half unsheathed his sword but relaxed a little when he saw how she looked. He gazed at her for a moment before speaking:

"How may I help you?"

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She jumped back when he unsheathed his sword halfway, "y-you are a loyal knight refusing to enter that...business, I ask your assistance, I've never been to this city and have no place to stay, would it be possible you could lend me a place to stay for a little while?" She asked kindly, bowing to him in respect. All the while she kept one hand behind her, holding a small satchel, fearing someone would steal it from her.

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Sir Peter brushed his hair out of his eyes and resheathed his sword. "I am sorry if I frightened you.i suppose you could come and live in the castle or I could help you find a job here in the town."

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She bowed deeper, "whatever would be best for you would be a great help for me" she said softly, her feminine voice was soft and hoarse, as if she didn't speak much.

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Sir Peter watched her for a second. "Wait right here," he said before walking into the brothel. "Carlyle!" he yelled, brushing past several prostitutes. "Carlyle, you sonufab*tch, where are you?"

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Mira watched him leave and stood up properly, holding her small bag of belongings in front of her. She waited, letting her gaze wander from the dark streets to the sparkling night sky that she admired.

When he burst into a room filled with provocative noises Carlyle turned swiftly in the sheets, grabbing his sword, not bothering to cover himself as he pointed it straight at Peters throat. When he realized who it was he laughed and pushed him,"you pervert get out!" The fellow knight groaned.

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Peter frowned at him. "There's some girl outside who says she needs a place to stay. Do you think it would be okay if she came back to the castle with us?"

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He smirked,"oh i see what your getting at yeah of course Peter, just...no sex on the counter" he teased quietly. The two w****s that resided in the bed covered themselves as they waited for him.

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Peter gave a half-serious glare. "Carlyle, you know I wouldn't do that. Come on, seriously. She could work for her keep." Peter crossed his arms and shifted his weight onto one hip, watching his friend expectantly.

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He chuckled,"fine fine, but you know the other guys will be thinking it, whether we like to admit it or not most of them are very pent up and if they get the chance they'll rape her brains out" he said with a shrug,"but if you want to keep an eye out and make sure nothing happens to her I'm all for it" he said with a big smile, leaning against the doorframe.

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Peter looked mildly displeased. "I'm not saying that she would stay in the barracks with us. She could sleep with the female servants, work for her keep as I said before."

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"Yeah, I know, havent you seen the bruises on some of the servants, but you seem to want to keep an eye on her so just make sure the guys know you brought her in or something" he said with a shrug.

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Peter waved his hand impatiently. "Yes, yes, I'll make sure she's okay. Get back to your.... party," he said awkwardly before walking back outside.

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He smirked happily and gestured for him to close the door as he went back to his loud and sexual activities.

Mira continued to wait, leaning against the building and gazing at the stars with her dazzling icy gaze, hoping he could help her, because if he couldn't, then his death would be a mess and she would definitely get caught.

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Peter appeared tired when he returned to her. "I can help you, but first I must know your name."

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She jumped when he appeared, having prepared for this she smiled happily, grateful he could help her, "my name is Bella" she told him, bowing.

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Peter had a sneaking suspicion that that wasn't the whole truth but he simply nodded. "You are to come live in the castle and work as a servant. You will be fed and make a little money to help you on your way," he told her calmly. "We don't usually do this but we are making an exception for you."

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She nodded curtly,"thank you so much sir, this will help me so much" she said happily.