"See, that's the thing with paper contracts," Ser Chrisfer said thoughtfully. "All sorts of little details in there that can get forgotten. I've no doubt Master Perel keeps you up to the mark, but you know what? I'll bet my horse he isn't keeping all his promises. Your contract won't be a problem, if you want to break it. Up to you. How d'you want to spend your life?"
Could there be any doubt? "You said, spreading justice and getting into trouble," Lancyn ventured.
His knight shrugged. "The getting into trouble isn't part of the oath. Just works out that way."
"And would I learn... how to fight like you do? With a sword?"
Ser Chrisfer sighed theatrically. "Yes!"
"Because that was incredible, the way you—and he—and you—it was amazing. Would you teach me how to do that?"
"Always the flashy stuff," but there was a grin that belied the reproving tone. "I swear, people think that's all we knights do."
"There's more?"
"Justice isn't always easy. Someone puts a knife to my throat, I know how to call it, but mostly, the world's problems don't get solved with a sword. You want to help me?"
Lancyn took a deep breath. "Yes. Yes, I do."
"That's my boy." He held out his right hand. Lancyn took it, shook it, and began his new life.
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Date: 2005-09-10 11:42 am (UTC)Could there be any doubt? "You said, spreading justice and getting into trouble," Lancyn ventured.
His knight shrugged. "The getting into trouble isn't part of the oath. Just works out that way."
"And would I learn... how to fight like you do? With a sword?"
Ser Chrisfer sighed theatrically. "Yes!"
"Because that was incredible, the way you—and he—and you—it was amazing. Would you teach me how to do that?"
"Always the flashy stuff," but there was a grin that belied the reproving tone. "I swear, people think that's all we knights do."
"There's more?"
"Justice isn't always easy. Someone puts a knife to my throat, I know how to call it, but mostly, the world's problems don't get solved with a sword. You want to help me?"
Lancyn took a deep breath. "Yes. Yes, I do."
"That's my boy." He held out his right hand. Lancyn took it, shook it, and began his new life.