Ch. 7

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William's POV

*Flashback

The Jackson estate was and still is my home. 

My father, Richard Jackson is one of the king's court men where they discuss issues whether military or civilian related. He's also a wealth landowner, renting out land to people at an affordable price so that's one of the ways he was able to obtain a great lifestyle and home.

In his prime, he was a warden. He fought and defended Ashfeld so much, his body is littered with scars. I still remember the times he would use to tell me stories before going to bed of his adventures back when he was still a Warden, before he retired. 

My mother, Lara Jackson, is one hell of a woman, let me tell you. She could scare off the most hardcore of criminals with her attitude and her mean fighting tactics. She grew up as a noble girl but did not act as one though. She spent most of her youth with town boys and girls, roughing around the town like they owned it and even stole for fun. It was no wonder she became a peacekeeper later on in life. Her love for her people and her tough as nails character made her an easy candidate for their order. Even now she is one of them, running ops for them when she can.

It's a wonder how she ended up with my dad. When I asked my father simply responds with "She was different than any other girl I met. She's the excitement I needed in my calm life". When I asked my mom, she would respond with the same thing but would say "Your father is someone I never expected to love but I did and still do. He's the calm I needed in my high speed life".

Both of them are admirable people. People I'm proud to call my parents but they expect a lot from me. Expect me to match up to their accomplishments. They wanted me to live a life they planned but not one I planned for and wanted.

I can still recall the many arguments we had.

"Your tutor said you skipped out on him. Again" my mom said, hissing the last word.

"I was out with Dante. We have an opportunity to be signed into a legion and so we were training, to improve our skills so that when we demonstrate them, we could get in." I explained.

"While We appreciate your devotion to serve Ashfeld, skipping out of your education will leave your skills to help her restricted" dad said, crossing his arms.

"Oh please. When will the knowledge of politics and economics help me on a battlefield or a dual?"

"There's more to helping your country than spilling blood. You need to know how to improve Ashfeld just as much as you should know how to deal with her external enemies." My mom said.

I could tell her patience was wearing thin and so I begrudgingly agreed. 

*Flashback end

I was slowly regaining consciousness from my slumber. I was gonna just return back to sleep but movement made me open my eyes.

I look at the source of movement and saw Ingrid, naked. I look at myself as well and see that I'm bare as well. The memories of the nights so return to my mind and a sudden worry filled in my mind. Will she be pissed at me when she awake? I mean I took advantage of the situation of last night and laid with her in a state of mind where she wasn't really herself.

As if hearing my thoughts, Ingrid slowly awakes. I go rigged when she looked up at me and I thought I was gonna hear an earful but instead she says nothing and lays her head on my chest.

"Um....Ingrid" I said.

"Look I don't know what happened last night and why we fucked. I had a dream and suddenly I was half me and half feral and was slamming myself on your cock." She said rather quickly but luckily I understood her and hummed in agreement.

She then gets up and puts on her armor and sandals.

"I'm going into town. Can you stand?" she asked.

I throw my legs off the bed and get up. I'm still sore but luckily it's faint. I look at Ingrid and see her height compared to me. She's at least a head and half shorter than me so she had to look up to look at my face.

"I can stand. Why?" I inquired

"You're coming with me. No argument. I'm not gonna leave you here by yourself and I don't want to risk someone coming over while you're here, all by yourself. Just looking at you, I can tell you're a knight." she explained.

I sigh and nod. I walk over to my armor and start to put it on. 

Damn it feels good to be in these again.

Half way through changing , I look at Ingrid to see her looking at me as if hypnotized. 

"Are you checking me out?" I asked with a grin on my face.

She's then knocked out of her daze from my words and blushes and considering her pale skin, the blush is very noticeable.

"Shut up and just finish changing already!" she yelled.

I chuckle and continue to change into my steel armor. As soon as I finish, I turn to her with my helmet in my hand and sword in the other.

She then walks up to me and knocks on the front plate on my torso a few times and nods.

"Quality steel" she complimented.

"Thank you. Shall we go?" I said with a small smile.

"yeah let's go" She said.




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