Post by Jamik Connell on Sept 14, 2010 20:00:31 GMT -5
Jamik didn’t usually hunt. Being the son of a lord of course he’d been brought up knowing how to hunt, but using a bow and arrow was never his strong suit. Still as of late he’d been intending to get away from the village and out on his own to think. Particularly about a maiden who recently came into his life and would very soon be living under his roof.
Alice wasn’t like anyone else Jamik had ever met. She wasn’t at all like the fine ladies of court he’d known, or even the whore he met on his travels with the General. No, she was tender, but firm, sweet, but strong, innocent, yet aware. She fully confused him but there was so much he wanted to know about her. In fact he wanted to be in her presence almost all the time. Even at night he found himself lying awake at night thinking about her.
It was becoming all too much. But he couldn’t tell her of these feelings. No, that would be… simply ridiculous. Wouldn’t it?
He wished his mother was alive. Maybe she could have been useful for giving him instruction on how to properly interact with a woman like Alice.
With bow and arrow in hand, Jamik walked through the thick trees of the forest, keeping an eye out for any type of game, all the while being aware of any signs of the enemy. He’d left his Beast home that day. Ginny wasn’t very stealthy in the underbrush…
Alice wasn’t like anyone else Jamik had ever met. She wasn’t at all like the fine ladies of court he’d known, or even the whore he met on his travels with the General. No, she was tender, but firm, sweet, but strong, innocent, yet aware. She fully confused him but there was so much he wanted to know about her. In fact he wanted to be in her presence almost all the time. Even at night he found himself lying awake at night thinking about her.
It was becoming all too much. But he couldn’t tell her of these feelings. No, that would be… simply ridiculous. Wouldn’t it?
He wished his mother was alive. Maybe she could have been useful for giving him instruction on how to properly interact with a woman like Alice.
With bow and arrow in hand, Jamik walked through the thick trees of the forest, keeping an eye out for any type of game, all the while being aware of any signs of the enemy. He’d left his Beast home that day. Ginny wasn’t very stealthy in the underbrush…