Kaylor Stories

Choice (Part 1).

Taylor's pov:

"Who is that?" I ask my friend as we both sit by the fire

"Who?" Cara furrows her eyebrows at me before glancing around

I stare at the tall woman who seems to be busying herself with the fish market

"Oh" my friend catches my stare "I don't know. But I've seen her around before"

I scan the girl with blonde hair braided down her neck, in tight clothing. My eyes land on a sword strapped to her left hip "She has a sword" I state feeling surprised. Women are not trained to fight let alone possess a sword. I would be shocked if my father let me hold a dagger at most

"I know. Me and the girls have talked about her before. She's very attractive"

I look to my friend quickly "Don't be silly you can't say that"

Cara shrugs "And why is that?"

"It's not right" I state

My friend sends me an odd look

"Isn't that so?" I ask now feeling confused of her face expression

"In your stance maybe it is. But in mine..I'm under no pressure to marry a man. I can simply do as I please"

"You mean..you like the same sex" I speak softly so the other women talking around us don't hear

"It's not so bad ya know. Women are much more gentle. The men here fuck like hounds" her face shows disgust as she finishes her sentence

"You mean..you've had" I lean in "sex"

She laughs "Why do you act like it's so inappropriate to mention that subject. We are of age Taylor, fully grown women. We're allowed to talk about it" she smirks at me

"My mother would never let me participate in such an act" I shake my head

"When are you going to realize that you are able to make your own choices. You have control over your body Taylor. I shouldn't have to tell you that" Cara finishes

I sigh as I look back to the tall woman. I almost jump in shock after realizing she's already looking at me. I quickly look back to Cara who only seems to be laughing at my inability to act normal

"Is she still staring?" I whisper after a second

Cara cranes her head

"No don't turn around!" I whisper yell while grabbing her arm to keep her from moving

"Then how do you expect me to answer your question?"

I sigh

"Yes, she's looking" my friend states bluntly

"What do I do?" I ask while trying my best to keep my eyes forward. I feel a bit nervous for a reason that I am yet to understand

"What do you mean? You don't really have to do anything. I mean if you're brave enough you will actually stare back" She nudges me with her shoulder

"Miss Swift" I turn my head to the sound of a familiar voice "Your mother would like for you to pick some fruit for dinner" she smiles

"All right. Thank you, Selena" I smile back

She nods before heading away

"Damn I wish I was rich" Cara states

I gasp "Don't use such language"

She laughs "No one is going to care what I say. And maids help you with everything, I could use them. I'm a fuck up"

I hear a hint of sadness in her voice "That is not true you are one of the best archers in the village. You win the competitions regularly"