Wilhelm von Saxon and Jutarian Krestarii sat at the small table in Wilhelm’s room. They were drinking stout Saxon ale and eating wurst and rye bread with cheese spread over it. They were chatting about some of the things they have been doing in their daily lives. Jutarian talking about how he was helping his father keeping the Slaver Families in check and Wilhelm counting coins and overseeing merchants.
“You know Jutarian I have something serious to tell you. Father is seeking to marry Johanna with you. I suspect he is discussing it with Asharian now.” Wilhelm told Jutarian. Jutarian blushed and just tried to drink his beer. “And don’t try to tell me you wouldn’t like that. You two have been in love since you were 14.”
“Perhaps you are right brother. But, enough about me and my mediocre love life, how has your boyfriend been?” Jutarian asked while spreading cheese over rye bread.
“Ah, Gilbert has been quite well. He excels at combat and is at the top of his physical condition. Something I am very thankful for.” Wilhelm joked.
“Good. Gilbert is a good man. Anyways, I simply must hunt in your forests tomorrow. There is nothing like hunting wolves in the forests of the Saxon province.” With that Jutarian stood up and excused himself to go speak with Johanna. “I will see you later tonight, brother.”
“Don’t say a word to Johanna about what Father is doing, bastard!” Wilhelm shouted as Jutarian walked to the door.
“You know Jutarian I have something serious to tell you. Father is seeking to marry Johanna with you. I suspect he is discussing it with Asharian now.” Wilhelm told Jutarian. Jutarian blushed and just tried to drink his beer. “And don’t try to tell me you wouldn’t like that. You two have been in love since you were 14.”
“Perhaps you are right brother. But, enough about me and my mediocre love life, how has your boyfriend been?” Jutarian asked while spreading cheese over rye bread.
“Ah, Gilbert has been quite well. He excels at combat and is at the top of his physical condition. Something I am very thankful for.” Wilhelm joked.
“Good. Gilbert is a good man. Anyways, I simply must hunt in your forests tomorrow. There is nothing like hunting wolves in the forests of the Saxon province.” With that Jutarian stood up and excused himself to go speak with Johanna. “I will see you later tonight, brother.”
“Don’t say a word to Johanna about what Father is doing, bastard!” Wilhelm shouted as Jutarian walked to the door.