It was cold in the woods, the way I liked it, the way it always was. I sat against the tall, dark oak and sighed to my self, glancing at the appearance of my breath in the cold. The snow wasn't very deep today, despite the air, I dipped my pinky finger in, the snow surrounded only the tip. I sniffled and put my head in my knees. You should be getting back. You need to feed the animals. You need to eat. Go pay your respects....go pay my... Go pay your respects.
I pull to my feet hesitently with a sigh. Medly approched me and i gripped her harness and cringed at the memory... The memory of his eyes, his guilt and pleading, the memory of the axe....a sharp silver volcher diving for its prey.... The head carrying his lifeless eyes toppling into the snow. I wipe my eyes and hold my head up "c... Come on meldy, l....lets go home." I mutter softly and begin to walk.
I look into the distence as I walk, it was foggy and dim like usual. As I lurked farther into the woods a shadowy figure emerge as I got closer. I drew my knife on instinct and approached further, holding the blade protectivly. Soon the shadow became a figure, and the figure became a man. I quickly scan his appearance and sigh in relief; he was a young and rather handsome knight of the king. I bow slightly and retract my blade into it's slot.
When he made eye contact with my knife, he playfully put his hands up and backed away, "I'm unarmed" he said with a light yet masculine voice. His eyes were a mysterious shade of black and his hair was brown just like the dark oak that surrounded us.
"S... Sorry sir, just a bit spooked" I look at him and laugh lightly under my breath. The male retreats his hands from the air and puts them on his waist nodding. "And what is a peasent doing in the woods alone with a horse?" He asked me with a hint of sarcasm. "And what is an unarmed knight doing in the woods alone; unarmed, and surrendering to a peasent?" I shot back at him. He raised an eyebrow and smirked "Touché.".
I slowly approched him further. "What are you doing in the woods, soldier?. " He sighed and scanned the snow. "Yesterday I dropped my coin purse in the snow and I came to retreive it." He knitted his eyebrows together. "But unfortunately for me, I can't seem to find it" a pout covers his face and i smile a bit. "I can help if you like" he nods and smiled "and i will provide generous compensation" I get on my knees and begin my search and so does he. I catch a glimpse of a shine and i reach out for it. When i grab it i feel my fingers grasp a warm hand. I blush and jerk my hand away "S... Sorry..." i look at the ground and blush red. The man stood smirking "its fine." he dropped a few gold peices into my hand "see you around" he walked away but stopped and turned "oh, and by the way... The names jayce" i nod and gulp "B... Brydon"
Then he left.
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I'll fight for love (a game of thrones yaoi)
RomanceBrydon willian x Jayse Goodbrook