Squires and scoundrels (m+/m+)
Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2018 5:52 pm
Henri had finally taken his first big step on the path to knighthood. At age 14 he was made an official squire. His promotion had came just in time for now he could take part in the international knights tournament in Paris. For any squire this was a perfect chance to prove himself but the medieval world was not a safe one. By taking his next step towards knighthood Henri also entered a world of rivalry between knights and the ever dangerous threat of bandits who would love to target the weak point of any knight....his squire.
But now the young squire was just brimming with excitement as he proudly displayed his light blue tunic with the sigil of a two crossed blades decorated on his chest. Next to him was Aycan, dressed in the same tunic but swapping Henri's boyish excitement with a haughty look on his face.
''Well, this is as far as I'm taking you'' Henri's older cousin Aycan stated ''I got some things to take care of for the boss''
''You mean sir Lancelot'' Henri had to frown a little bit at his cousin addressing his sworn liege in the same manner as a bandit would name his chief. The correct manner to name his lord would be ''sir Lancelot''. Henri would never dare name sir Mathis as rudely as ''boss''
''Yeah, what you say'' Aycan didn't sound terrible impressed at his cousin. Henri had always been the better knight in training. He was dutiful respectful and eager where Aycan was devious and lazy. Despite being younger Henri was also just plain better. The two cousins resembled each other in their long brown hairs and tanned skin but Henri was clearly the one with the bigger build and more developed muscles. Aycan was rather scrawny and short and an unwillingness to train made this unlikely to change.
''Good....um good luck out there'' Henri smiled at his cousin but it came off a bit forced. He knew very well Aycan would try to sabotage the competition, unlike Henri who would just be the best help he could be to sir Mathis.
''Good luck to you as well!'' Aycan smiled back a bit mischievously ''Oh and don't do anything stupid. Don't go trusting people you're not supposed to and...you know don't be a hero when it costs you''.
''Y-yes'' Henri nodded. Silly Aycan. Trust was an important virtue and being a hero the most important of them all ''See you soon!''
The two cousins went their separate ways and Henri.....of course went to play the hero. Playing the hero was fully justified this time because Henri saw a boy in danger. It was only for a moment but he saw a black haired boy rush out a tent only to have several hands grab him, another hand silencing the boy's cries for help and dragged him inside. What could this mean? Was Henri about to rescue a prince from evil conspirators? Was it a bandit kidnapping some poor squire that Henri could now save? Or was the local witch trying to use a boy as an ingredient for her gross magic potions?
Nothing quite so fanciful. Henri rushed into the tent, sword drawn and fully prepared to yell ''Unhand him you villains!'' only to find out the dastardly abductors were....boys. Fellow squires and not all that much older then he was.
''Urmmmmh! Mmmmmh! Hlmmmmmh!'' On the ground sat the black haired boy with his hands tied behind his back and a white cloth between his teeth. On closer inspection the boy wore a green squire tunic ''Lmmmh mmh ommmh!''
''W-what's happening here? What are you two doing?'' Henri asked as he faced down the squires in black. They seemed to be German participants if their sigil's and the distinct smell of beer was anything to go by.
''We can better ask what you're doing!'' A redheaded squire asked ''And....you're French like that boy right?''
''I-I am! I serve sir Mathis'' Henri nodded ''My name is Henri''
The black haired boy on the ground wanted to tell Henri something but with his words muffled Henri couldn't understand a thing.
''Okay then, Henri. I'm Conrad and that one is Tancred'' The red haired boy introduced himself and pointed at his blonde peer.
''And do you happen to know what happens to knights without a squire?' Tancred smiled in a way Henri didn't like at all.
''Mmmmmh! gmm omm hrmmmh!'' The black haired boy screamed at Henri through his cloth gag.
''Their...um equipment isn't taken care of?'' Henri guessed. A knight wasn't going to polish or even carry his own swords, maintain his armor, wash his underwear or tend to the horse himself.
''Exactly Henri'' Tancred grinned ''And what if any French knights our lords face have their squires go missing? I bet they wouldn't fight nearly as well! Ha! They might even got all their stuff stolen if their squires blab out where its hidden!''
''W-well we would never miss the match of our lords....o-or tell you were his equipment is!'' Henri growled. So that's why that boy was kidnapped. This squires wanted to sabotage the competition!
''You won't be able to help your lord if we tie you up! And some torture is gonna make you spill the beans real soon! Get him!'' Conrad quickly disarmed Henri with his own sword after which Tancred dived on top of the boy.
''N-no! You won't get away with this!'' Henri screamed as he struggled under the larger Tancred ''W-what kind of squires ARE you! A real squire should...''
''Oh dear....gag him quickly!'' Tancred was in no mood for some naive lecture so he quickly ordered Conrad to take action. The ginger squire quickly balled up a nearby leather glove and stuffed it into Henri's mouth.
''Ugmm!....MMMMH!'' Henri moaned out, his cheek bulking outwards now the large fabric filled his mouth. The young squire started to pout and shot an annoyed look saying ''really?'' their way. Why was every squire he knew so against hearing the basic tenants of being a squire when they so clearly failed to live up to them?
''What? You'd scream for help if we didn't'' Conrad laughed and patted Henri's cheek ''Here's the rope Tancred''
''Ah, thanks! We really need it! This Frenchy is struggling harder then the little one!'' Tancred smiled and started tying Henri's hands on his back as well as wrap rope around his torso.
''MMMHEY!'' The black haired boy changed his tune from angry to distressed for the first time now that he was called ''little one'' though there really was a sizable difference between him and Henri.
''Lmmmh mm gmmmh!'' Henri could only whine and flail around helplessly which the boy did since in his mind he had to do at least something.
''In time. We'll let you out after the tournament is over'' Conrad smiled at his captive.
''Mmmmmh! Nmmhh mmmmmh!'' Henri peeped. The tournament lasted for 12 days and today was only the first of those 12! Despite the glove in his mouth Henri tried to raise awareness of this.
''Yes but....how's that any of our business?'' Tancred asked
''MMMMMMMMH!'' Henri loudly protested. These two were terrible! ''Urmmmh! mmmmmmh!'' the bound squire tried spitting out the large glove.
''Ha! He thinks we'll just let him do that!'' Tancred took a second cloth and tied it over Henri's mouth.
''Well lets get some feathers for the torture session'' Conrad smiled ''Oh and some butter....and a goat!''
''MMMMMMMMMMMH!'' Henri and his fellow captive looked at each other in shock and started to jointly scream out in horror and thrash desperately. Having butter smeared on your bare feet and then having a goat lick it off was the most terrifying variant of tickle torture out there. So terrifying that completely serious lords thought it an effective torture on actual criminals.
''Oh....and if you're curious, the kid's name is Jiri'' Conrad smiled at Henri ''Thought you should know''
Henri looked at the black haired lad. So his name was Jiri ''Hlmmo Jrmmi'' he muffled nicely.
''Heymmh'' Jiri mumbled back.
''That's the spirit! You just go become friends and we'll get the stuff!'' Conrad laughed ''Just tell each other all about yourselves....pff...ehehehe''
The bound squires jointly rolled their eyes at Conrad's mockery. Their gags would make any introduction quite hard.
''Smm wmm nmmh?'' Jiri asked when their captors were gone.
Henri rather proudly muffled to his fellow captive. He had a brilliantly idea!
''Hlmmmmmmmmmmmh! HLMMMMMMMMMMMMMH! HEELMMMMMMMMMMMH!'' Henri's idea of taking action was just to loudly scream through his gag for help.
''Rlmmmy!?'' Jiri groaned in annoyance. Considering how he actively scouted the room for anything useful, even crawling all over the place to find something useful it seemed he didn't exactly trust Henri's idea. Eventually the lad's eyes lid up. Lying in the corner was the sword Conrad had disarmed Henri off. With a muffled cheer he crawled towards it.
''HEEEEELMMMMMMMMMP! HLMMMMM MMMMMMMMMMME!'' But just like Jiri Henri also got some success out of his endeavors. Some peasant boys heard his screams and entered the tent.
''Told ya I hear somethin!'' One of the boys smirked ''Wow....a knight! tied up but....wow! its a still a knight!''
''Um...a sqrmmm'' Henri tried to explain his lower position but under his gag he smiled. It felt good to be seen as a knight ''Cmm ymm hlmmh mmh?''
''They're tied up. Who do ya think done it?'' The other peasant boy wondered.
''Who cares? Shall we?'' The boy grinned.
Henri's smile went bigger. The boys walked towards him surely with the intent to untie him from his bonds ''Mmmh wmmh ymh?'' But how would feeling into his pockets help with untying him? And why did they took out his gold purse!?
''Woooooooooow'' The peasant boys looked lovingly at the 4 golden coins inside the sack ''.....He got a nice belt don't ya think? It got a bit of gold on it!''
''I'm taking his shoes! Mine are all messed up!''
''Can't have enough pants right!?''
''MRRMMMMMMMMMMMMMH!'' Henri screamed out. Rather then saving him these brats were robbing him blind! After taking his purse they quickly seized his belt, pants and shoes to go with it. If they could have taken the tunic without removing the ropes over Henri's torso they'd probably did it too but fortunately Henri could keep that at least. Still the squire blushed. He didn't exactly like his smallcloth being in full view of everyone.
''Oh look! A sword!'' One of the boys noticed the sword Jiri was using to try and cut his bonds ''Ehehehe! Come to papa!''
''Nmmmmmh!'' Jiri moaned when the sword was taken away from him whilst his bonds still remained on him ''NOMMH! stmmh bmmkkkh!'' Like Henri before him Jiri was robbed of his purse, pants and shoes.
''Thanks a lot you two! Hahaha! We were really lacking in these!'' The peasant boy laughed ''And in THIS in particular!'' he proudly made a swing with Henri's blade ''Good luck getting outta here! And good luck at the tournament too!''
And with that the boys ran off, leaving the two squires still bound, still captive but now also lacking in clothing and with no nearby sword to cut themselves loose.
''Grmmmmmmmmh!'' An angry Jiri growled at Henri ''Stmmmid! STMMMIMD!''
''S-sommmy!'' Henri blushed fiercely but how could he knew they would have been robbed?
And so Henri and Jiri remained tied and gagged in the tent, squirming against their bonds and moaning into their gags until they captors came back, now carrying a sack of feathers, a stack of butter and leading an adorable goat with them.
''Meh-eh-eh! Meh-eh-eh!'' The goat greeted them cheerfully. Henri found it only polite to greet the goat back and did so which caused Jiri to eyeroll again.
''Sorry for the wait! It took some time finding a goat!'' Conrad smiled ''Um...hey Tancred did we take their pants before we left?''
''Uh....no I don't think so'' Tancred looked at the two confused ''So how come you're in your smallcloths now?''
''Mmmmh....'' Henri blushed shyly.
''Hemmm an immiod!'' Jiri muffled and pointed his head to Henri, also with a big blush on his cheek.
''He seems a tad naive yeah!'' Conrad laughed ''Okay! Who wants to help us find the location of his lords valuables?''
Despite their helpless state the squires remained silent.
''You know Conrad, lets start with the goat'' Tancred grinned at his friend ''That should make them talk real soon!''
''Nmmm! NOMMMMMMMMMH!'' Henri's brave refusal was no changed into pathetic panicked screams. The goat responded by coming forward and licking his face.
''Haha! It won't be so bad! The goat seems to like you!'' Conrad laughed and held Henri's feet ''Time to butter these feet up, Tancred!''
''Nmmm plmmmmh!'' Henri begged and Jiri started sweating and whimpering as well.
''To bad kids, you had your chance to come clean'' Tancred smiled ''And admit it, its more fun like this!''
''HEEEEEEEEEELLMMMMMMMMMMMH!'' Henri once again screamed out with all his might.
''And just what is going on here?'' This time Henri's scream had a more positive outcome. Standing in the entrance of the tent was a tall blonde squire boy in a red tunic ''Is this a jest or are you two in danger?''
''A jest! a joke! Just a little fun!'' Conrad quickly said.
''Mmmmmh! nonommmmh!'' At the same time Henri and Jiri firmly denied this and repeatedly shook their heads.
''I think I know enough'' The boy said and drew his blade ''Step away from the boys and leave my sight''
''He thinks he sounds big'' Tancred frowned ''Well I say he's just a kid like us! And its two on one....get him!''
''Y-yeah!'' Conrad drew his sword.
Henri's eyes widened. This was looking dire indeed. Their savior was outnumbered and who knew how skilled this boy was. The answer was very skilled. He disarmed Conrad in a single strike and after exchanging a few strikes with Tancred he also disarmed the blonde German.
''D-don't think we'll forget about this!' Tancred gulped and reacted like a true knight would....by fleeing with his tail between his legs.
''H-hey! Don't leave me!'' Conrad whined and ran after Tancred.
''Tmmmh ymmmh!'' Jiri grinned at his savior.
''Mmmh mmmh!'' Henri agreed and smiled at the boy as well. He was really something! So strong and heroic!
''Haha its okay. Let me get you two out of those'' The boy smiled and knelt down behind the captives. With his sword he started cutting their bound wrists.
''F-finally!'' Jiri smiled and used his free hands to pull down his gag ''Thanks a lot sir! I thought I was a goner. You're a real help....unlike that one! He just made it worse!'
''Ehehehe...s-sorry but at least I tried'' Henri giggled nervous ''And striving to do good is what a knight is all about!''
''....true'' Jiri had to admit that at least ''Just...try helping in ways that don't get me robbed next time!''
''Hahaha that's a deal!'' Henri smiled and extended his hand to both squires ''I'm Henri, squire of sir Mathis!''
''I'm Richard, squire of lord York'' Their blonde savior responded ''Coming to the tourney to win praise, prizes and the hand of a pretty lady''
''Ha! Don't we all!'' Jiri giggled ''I'm Jiri! I'm the squire of lord Champagne''
''I'm glad I got here on time'' Richard smiled ''I know from experience that having our furry friend lick your feet is no joy!''
''Ooof...you had it done to you? My deepest sympathies!'' Henri gasped ''Luckily you saved us from that terrible fate!''
''Meeeeeeeeeh!'' The goat paused from gorging up the fallen stack of butter to moan rather offended.
''Oh!...I-I didn't mean...I'm sure you would have been gentle!'' Henri quickly assured the goat ''In any case I really owe you! Oh noble ser Richard! I feel obliged to invite you to the drinking hall! I'll treat you to something good!''
''Oh? This I have to see'' Jiri smiled ''How are you going to threat anyone to anything? Remember? You got our purses stolen!''
''O-oh!.....um'' Henri went completely red.
''Ahahaha! Oh dear! Then its me who will be treating you two to a meal!'' Richard laughed ''Follow me!''
''Yes sir!'' Both squire said exited and rushed out of the tent to get their free meal....but then quickly had to rush back into the tent until Richard could get them a new pair of pants!
But now the young squire was just brimming with excitement as he proudly displayed his light blue tunic with the sigil of a two crossed blades decorated on his chest. Next to him was Aycan, dressed in the same tunic but swapping Henri's boyish excitement with a haughty look on his face.
''Well, this is as far as I'm taking you'' Henri's older cousin Aycan stated ''I got some things to take care of for the boss''
''You mean sir Lancelot'' Henri had to frown a little bit at his cousin addressing his sworn liege in the same manner as a bandit would name his chief. The correct manner to name his lord would be ''sir Lancelot''. Henri would never dare name sir Mathis as rudely as ''boss''
''Yeah, what you say'' Aycan didn't sound terrible impressed at his cousin. Henri had always been the better knight in training. He was dutiful respectful and eager where Aycan was devious and lazy. Despite being younger Henri was also just plain better. The two cousins resembled each other in their long brown hairs and tanned skin but Henri was clearly the one with the bigger build and more developed muscles. Aycan was rather scrawny and short and an unwillingness to train made this unlikely to change.
''Good....um good luck out there'' Henri smiled at his cousin but it came off a bit forced. He knew very well Aycan would try to sabotage the competition, unlike Henri who would just be the best help he could be to sir Mathis.
''Good luck to you as well!'' Aycan smiled back a bit mischievously ''Oh and don't do anything stupid. Don't go trusting people you're not supposed to and...you know don't be a hero when it costs you''.
''Y-yes'' Henri nodded. Silly Aycan. Trust was an important virtue and being a hero the most important of them all ''See you soon!''
The two cousins went their separate ways and Henri.....of course went to play the hero. Playing the hero was fully justified this time because Henri saw a boy in danger. It was only for a moment but he saw a black haired boy rush out a tent only to have several hands grab him, another hand silencing the boy's cries for help and dragged him inside. What could this mean? Was Henri about to rescue a prince from evil conspirators? Was it a bandit kidnapping some poor squire that Henri could now save? Or was the local witch trying to use a boy as an ingredient for her gross magic potions?
Nothing quite so fanciful. Henri rushed into the tent, sword drawn and fully prepared to yell ''Unhand him you villains!'' only to find out the dastardly abductors were....boys. Fellow squires and not all that much older then he was.
''Urmmmmh! Mmmmmh! Hlmmmmmh!'' On the ground sat the black haired boy with his hands tied behind his back and a white cloth between his teeth. On closer inspection the boy wore a green squire tunic ''Lmmmh mmh ommmh!''
''W-what's happening here? What are you two doing?'' Henri asked as he faced down the squires in black. They seemed to be German participants if their sigil's and the distinct smell of beer was anything to go by.
''We can better ask what you're doing!'' A redheaded squire asked ''And....you're French like that boy right?''
''I-I am! I serve sir Mathis'' Henri nodded ''My name is Henri''
The black haired boy on the ground wanted to tell Henri something but with his words muffled Henri couldn't understand a thing.
''Okay then, Henri. I'm Conrad and that one is Tancred'' The red haired boy introduced himself and pointed at his blonde peer.
''And do you happen to know what happens to knights without a squire?' Tancred smiled in a way Henri didn't like at all.
''Mmmmmh! gmm omm hrmmmh!'' The black haired boy screamed at Henri through his cloth gag.
''Their...um equipment isn't taken care of?'' Henri guessed. A knight wasn't going to polish or even carry his own swords, maintain his armor, wash his underwear or tend to the horse himself.
''Exactly Henri'' Tancred grinned ''And what if any French knights our lords face have their squires go missing? I bet they wouldn't fight nearly as well! Ha! They might even got all their stuff stolen if their squires blab out where its hidden!''
''W-well we would never miss the match of our lords....o-or tell you were his equipment is!'' Henri growled. So that's why that boy was kidnapped. This squires wanted to sabotage the competition!
''You won't be able to help your lord if we tie you up! And some torture is gonna make you spill the beans real soon! Get him!'' Conrad quickly disarmed Henri with his own sword after which Tancred dived on top of the boy.
''N-no! You won't get away with this!'' Henri screamed as he struggled under the larger Tancred ''W-what kind of squires ARE you! A real squire should...''
''Oh dear....gag him quickly!'' Tancred was in no mood for some naive lecture so he quickly ordered Conrad to take action. The ginger squire quickly balled up a nearby leather glove and stuffed it into Henri's mouth.
''Ugmm!....MMMMH!'' Henri moaned out, his cheek bulking outwards now the large fabric filled his mouth. The young squire started to pout and shot an annoyed look saying ''really?'' their way. Why was every squire he knew so against hearing the basic tenants of being a squire when they so clearly failed to live up to them?
''What? You'd scream for help if we didn't'' Conrad laughed and patted Henri's cheek ''Here's the rope Tancred''
''Ah, thanks! We really need it! This Frenchy is struggling harder then the little one!'' Tancred smiled and started tying Henri's hands on his back as well as wrap rope around his torso.
''MMMHEY!'' The black haired boy changed his tune from angry to distressed for the first time now that he was called ''little one'' though there really was a sizable difference between him and Henri.
''Lmmmh mm gmmmh!'' Henri could only whine and flail around helplessly which the boy did since in his mind he had to do at least something.
''In time. We'll let you out after the tournament is over'' Conrad smiled at his captive.
''Mmmmmh! Nmmhh mmmmmh!'' Henri peeped. The tournament lasted for 12 days and today was only the first of those 12! Despite the glove in his mouth Henri tried to raise awareness of this.
''Yes but....how's that any of our business?'' Tancred asked
''MMMMMMMMH!'' Henri loudly protested. These two were terrible! ''Urmmmh! mmmmmmh!'' the bound squire tried spitting out the large glove.
''Ha! He thinks we'll just let him do that!'' Tancred took a second cloth and tied it over Henri's mouth.
''Well lets get some feathers for the torture session'' Conrad smiled ''Oh and some butter....and a goat!''
''MMMMMMMMMMMH!'' Henri and his fellow captive looked at each other in shock and started to jointly scream out in horror and thrash desperately. Having butter smeared on your bare feet and then having a goat lick it off was the most terrifying variant of tickle torture out there. So terrifying that completely serious lords thought it an effective torture on actual criminals.
''Oh....and if you're curious, the kid's name is Jiri'' Conrad smiled at Henri ''Thought you should know''
Henri looked at the black haired lad. So his name was Jiri ''Hlmmo Jrmmi'' he muffled nicely.
''Heymmh'' Jiri mumbled back.
''That's the spirit! You just go become friends and we'll get the stuff!'' Conrad laughed ''Just tell each other all about yourselves....pff...ehehehe''
The bound squires jointly rolled their eyes at Conrad's mockery. Their gags would make any introduction quite hard.
''Smm wmm nmmh?'' Jiri asked when their captors were gone.
Henri rather proudly muffled to his fellow captive. He had a brilliantly idea!
''Hlmmmmmmmmmmmh! HLMMMMMMMMMMMMMH! HEELMMMMMMMMMMMH!'' Henri's idea of taking action was just to loudly scream through his gag for help.
''Rlmmmy!?'' Jiri groaned in annoyance. Considering how he actively scouted the room for anything useful, even crawling all over the place to find something useful it seemed he didn't exactly trust Henri's idea. Eventually the lad's eyes lid up. Lying in the corner was the sword Conrad had disarmed Henri off. With a muffled cheer he crawled towards it.
''HEEEEELMMMMMMMMMP! HLMMMMM MMMMMMMMMMME!'' But just like Jiri Henri also got some success out of his endeavors. Some peasant boys heard his screams and entered the tent.
''Told ya I hear somethin!'' One of the boys smirked ''Wow....a knight! tied up but....wow! its a still a knight!''
''Um...a sqrmmm'' Henri tried to explain his lower position but under his gag he smiled. It felt good to be seen as a knight ''Cmm ymm hlmmh mmh?''
''They're tied up. Who do ya think done it?'' The other peasant boy wondered.
''Who cares? Shall we?'' The boy grinned.
Henri's smile went bigger. The boys walked towards him surely with the intent to untie him from his bonds ''Mmmh wmmh ymh?'' But how would feeling into his pockets help with untying him? And why did they took out his gold purse!?
''Woooooooooow'' The peasant boys looked lovingly at the 4 golden coins inside the sack ''.....He got a nice belt don't ya think? It got a bit of gold on it!''
''I'm taking his shoes! Mine are all messed up!''
''Can't have enough pants right!?''
''MRRMMMMMMMMMMMMMH!'' Henri screamed out. Rather then saving him these brats were robbing him blind! After taking his purse they quickly seized his belt, pants and shoes to go with it. If they could have taken the tunic without removing the ropes over Henri's torso they'd probably did it too but fortunately Henri could keep that at least. Still the squire blushed. He didn't exactly like his smallcloth being in full view of everyone.
''Oh look! A sword!'' One of the boys noticed the sword Jiri was using to try and cut his bonds ''Ehehehe! Come to papa!''
''Nmmmmmh!'' Jiri moaned when the sword was taken away from him whilst his bonds still remained on him ''NOMMH! stmmh bmmkkkh!'' Like Henri before him Jiri was robbed of his purse, pants and shoes.
''Thanks a lot you two! Hahaha! We were really lacking in these!'' The peasant boy laughed ''And in THIS in particular!'' he proudly made a swing with Henri's blade ''Good luck getting outta here! And good luck at the tournament too!''
And with that the boys ran off, leaving the two squires still bound, still captive but now also lacking in clothing and with no nearby sword to cut themselves loose.
''Grmmmmmmmmh!'' An angry Jiri growled at Henri ''Stmmmid! STMMMIMD!''
''S-sommmy!'' Henri blushed fiercely but how could he knew they would have been robbed?
And so Henri and Jiri remained tied and gagged in the tent, squirming against their bonds and moaning into their gags until they captors came back, now carrying a sack of feathers, a stack of butter and leading an adorable goat with them.
''Meh-eh-eh! Meh-eh-eh!'' The goat greeted them cheerfully. Henri found it only polite to greet the goat back and did so which caused Jiri to eyeroll again.
''Sorry for the wait! It took some time finding a goat!'' Conrad smiled ''Um...hey Tancred did we take their pants before we left?''
''Uh....no I don't think so'' Tancred looked at the two confused ''So how come you're in your smallcloths now?''
''Mmmmh....'' Henri blushed shyly.
''Hemmm an immiod!'' Jiri muffled and pointed his head to Henri, also with a big blush on his cheek.
''He seems a tad naive yeah!'' Conrad laughed ''Okay! Who wants to help us find the location of his lords valuables?''
Despite their helpless state the squires remained silent.
''You know Conrad, lets start with the goat'' Tancred grinned at his friend ''That should make them talk real soon!''
''Nmmm! NOMMMMMMMMMH!'' Henri's brave refusal was no changed into pathetic panicked screams. The goat responded by coming forward and licking his face.
''Haha! It won't be so bad! The goat seems to like you!'' Conrad laughed and held Henri's feet ''Time to butter these feet up, Tancred!''
''Nmmm plmmmmh!'' Henri begged and Jiri started sweating and whimpering as well.
''To bad kids, you had your chance to come clean'' Tancred smiled ''And admit it, its more fun like this!''
''HEEEEEEEEEELLMMMMMMMMMMMH!'' Henri once again screamed out with all his might.
''And just what is going on here?'' This time Henri's scream had a more positive outcome. Standing in the entrance of the tent was a tall blonde squire boy in a red tunic ''Is this a jest or are you two in danger?''
''A jest! a joke! Just a little fun!'' Conrad quickly said.
''Mmmmmh! nonommmmh!'' At the same time Henri and Jiri firmly denied this and repeatedly shook their heads.
''I think I know enough'' The boy said and drew his blade ''Step away from the boys and leave my sight''
''He thinks he sounds big'' Tancred frowned ''Well I say he's just a kid like us! And its two on one....get him!''
''Y-yeah!'' Conrad drew his sword.
Henri's eyes widened. This was looking dire indeed. Their savior was outnumbered and who knew how skilled this boy was. The answer was very skilled. He disarmed Conrad in a single strike and after exchanging a few strikes with Tancred he also disarmed the blonde German.
''D-don't think we'll forget about this!' Tancred gulped and reacted like a true knight would....by fleeing with his tail between his legs.
''H-hey! Don't leave me!'' Conrad whined and ran after Tancred.
''Tmmmh ymmmh!'' Jiri grinned at his savior.
''Mmmh mmmh!'' Henri agreed and smiled at the boy as well. He was really something! So strong and heroic!
''Haha its okay. Let me get you two out of those'' The boy smiled and knelt down behind the captives. With his sword he started cutting their bound wrists.
''F-finally!'' Jiri smiled and used his free hands to pull down his gag ''Thanks a lot sir! I thought I was a goner. You're a real help....unlike that one! He just made it worse!'
''Ehehehe...s-sorry but at least I tried'' Henri giggled nervous ''And striving to do good is what a knight is all about!''
''....true'' Jiri had to admit that at least ''Just...try helping in ways that don't get me robbed next time!''
''Hahaha that's a deal!'' Henri smiled and extended his hand to both squires ''I'm Henri, squire of sir Mathis!''
''I'm Richard, squire of lord York'' Their blonde savior responded ''Coming to the tourney to win praise, prizes and the hand of a pretty lady''
''Ha! Don't we all!'' Jiri giggled ''I'm Jiri! I'm the squire of lord Champagne''
''I'm glad I got here on time'' Richard smiled ''I know from experience that having our furry friend lick your feet is no joy!''
''Ooof...you had it done to you? My deepest sympathies!'' Henri gasped ''Luckily you saved us from that terrible fate!''
''Meeeeeeeeeh!'' The goat paused from gorging up the fallen stack of butter to moan rather offended.
''Oh!...I-I didn't mean...I'm sure you would have been gentle!'' Henri quickly assured the goat ''In any case I really owe you! Oh noble ser Richard! I feel obliged to invite you to the drinking hall! I'll treat you to something good!''
''Oh? This I have to see'' Jiri smiled ''How are you going to threat anyone to anything? Remember? You got our purses stolen!''
''O-oh!.....um'' Henri went completely red.
''Ahahaha! Oh dear! Then its me who will be treating you two to a meal!'' Richard laughed ''Follow me!''
''Yes sir!'' Both squire said exited and rushed out of the tent to get their free meal....but then quickly had to rush back into the tent until Richard could get them a new pair of pants!