Xavier laughed. "I don't know about being the next one, but you are probably right. I would never choose someone tame and demure."

"You'll probably fall for some wild woman that eats raw meat that she hunts with her own teeth." Wulfsen said.

Xavier's laughter grew. "You're probably right. Let's face it, quiet and demure...seems...kind of dull."

"So, do I look presentable?" Wulfsen asked.

"Aye, Sileas will be well pleased."

"Now all I need is my bride." Wulfsen grinned.

"You know the women are going to take hours making her all pretty and all that."

"She's already beautiful, it shouldn't take long." Wulfsen said.

Xavier smiled and nodded. "Aye, but women...they do love all that frippery on wedding days."

"Sileas isn't like that." Wulfsen said. "She's probably waiting for me."

"She might not be like that, but...the other women helping her dress...well...they may have other plans."

"Sileas wouldn't stand for that." Wulfsen said, striding out the door.

"Mm hmm. I bet they don't give her any choice at all."

Lek threw on some light leather armor and buckled his rapier onto his belt. He put on a helmet and headed for the garden.

Shawn finally managed to catch up with Lek. "Lek! Wulfsen needs you in the war room."

"I have a duel." Lek said. "It shouldn't take long."

"The fate of the country is more important than your duel," Shawn stated. "Wulfsen made you a squire to protect the country first and foremost."

"He molested Millie and said disgraceful things about Pinja." Lek said. "Will you be my second?"
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Shawn sighed. "I would if I didn't have a prior commitment. We can ask Wulfsen to discipline him instead of ignoring a command to the war room. It won't go well for you."

"I became a squire to learn how to defend others like my sister and Pinja." Lek said. "I can't back down or Edgar will do it again."

"And you're willing to risk a reprimand yourself for ignoring a directive?"

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Lek straightened his shoulders. "I have to."

Shawn sighed. "Well, I have to admire a man with principals. I regret I can't be your second, but I'll offer advice. "Don't get yourself killed out there."

"I don't plan to. Thank you, Uncle Shawn." Lek said and strode out.

Shawn headed back to the keep. Nelek was going to kill him.