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Hmm. It seemed that the boy was already in trouble. Vaughn still looked amused as the child darted into the stables one a man, someone Vaughn was assuming to be his superior, yelled at him and threatened him. Was this man going to pose to be a problem? If he was, Vaughn had no problem eliminating him. Maybe it would show the boy just how serious he was. But now, it was mid day and Vaughn was no fool. He could easily be caught killing a man, with all the public attention.

"Children. They are indeed rather hard to discipline," he said to the man, acting as if he had some experience with them. Vaughn did not care about them in the least bit. But he needed to find out if whoever he was, was going to pose a problem. Neav had already disappeared out of Vaughn's direct sight and he did not like not knowing what the boy was doing. Hopefully he would heed to his warning and not try anything, stupid. "I kept the boy. He was aiding a lost traveler." Vaughn did not take the blame out of compassion for Neav. He did not even do it as a nice gesture. It was merely for selfish purposes. How could Vaughn bully the boy if he was going to be busy all day and night with his duties? He would not get what he wanted if this angry man stood in his way.

Vaughn did not in fact notice that the top of her shirt was not laced up. He looked at it, and then back at her face, smiling, a sinister gleam in his eyes. "Would you like me to assist you with dressing yourself?" He asked, referring to the open shirt, and the fact that she had not yet had her pants on. She had obviously just been making sure she was covered in the necessary parts. But still. Vaughn was going to indeed have fun with this.

And suddenly a fish hit him in the face. And he heard the laughter of the woman. Vaughn did not move. He did not flinch, though of course it was a very undesirable feeling to have a fish smack you. He pulled one his dagger and stabbed it, still smiling at the woman. "There we go. Freshly killed dinner." He said it in a tone as if indicating that he was offering to cook for her. On the surface, he could be a kind gentleman when need be, but on the inside, he was anything but. "You do have a beautiful laugh," he complimented once again. He noticed her looking for the rest of her articles of clothing, and he noticed the pants on the side. Pants? She wore pants? No dress or anything more, feminine. Oh now Vaughn was intrigued. He went over and picked them up, now holding her pants in his hand. "Were you looking for these?" He asked playfully.

Well her friends seemed to scare easy. Only the men of course. The women seemed intrigued by their story and exchange of words. They were constantly flattering each other, and on the outside that would intrigue any romantic. But at heart, neither of them were truly like this. An audience for their play. "The only better reward I could imagine, is having a woman like you by my side." He said it with such sincerity. But that could not be further from the truth. "My lady, I would not want you to witness such disturbing things. Your purity and innocence is far too precious to me to allow you to be exposed to such gore and violence." Vaughn was laughing on the inside. Her purity. Innocence. Oh how he cared very little about them. After already had having made a good impression on her mother, now he was working to do the same with her friends. Why? Because it would be so very fun to win over their affection.

"To have you concerned for me is another great honor. But do not fear Lady Alegra. The thought of seeing you once more, would motivate me to fight through the most dangerous encounters and any wound that would result from it, as long as I was able to see you again, no injury is too great." He was being ridiculously cheesy, and he knew it. But the deliverance of his lines were that of a romantic. A man who enjoyed flattering women, but not in a perverted sense. In a genuine sense. "It seems that Frederick has not yet found a woman he cares so deeply about, and is therefore, unable to fathom or understand such feelings and words." He was teasing him. Not trying to provoke him to the point of starting a fight, but rather, just point out his decision to leave the group.

"Precisely. Skill. Bravery. You must see all of these qualities when knights fight for their king." Everything Vaughn was saying went against his beliefs. He hated knights. He hated what they stood for. But he was saying it because apparently, tonight was the night of contradictions and lies. He and Alegra were putting on a grand performance for everyone. The only thing that made it the least bit regrettable was that no one would ever know just as skilled they were at portraying people they truly were not.

He would do a marvelous job indeed. He had at least not walked the other day. But just watched her. "I would indeed My Lady. To protect someone such as yourself would without a doubt be the greatest honor a knight could ever desire." Each word was spoken with sincerity, and yet for those who knew him better than that, it was said with complete sarcasm. It was no honor to protect her. It was more of an honor to blackmail her.

Vaughn could now finally chuckle at her comparison to this event being as exciting as fighting off bandits. He of course picked up on her reference to their first encounter. The others however, may either be confused or amused at the odd comparison. "Well that all depends on who is fighting the bandits." She had fought them mostly on her own. Even though he had killed a few, it was only in direct self defense for himself. He had not been protecting her, and he did not feel bad for not having done so.

"Then again, a woman as delicate and fragile as yourself should not fight such dangerous people. In fact, you should not even have to encounter such dangers. That is why knights like I will be there to protect you." Yes, it was a common belief and assumption that that was what knights did. Saved the damsel in distress. She was not quite that, but of course, no one else knew that so he would play up her helplessness. "So do not fear my Lady. Even though you would be helpless against such opponents, you will be well protected by men like I."

Oh good god. This was absolutely wonderful. To see such a scene. To see the two of them acting this way. "My dear Lady, I did not lie. You merely presumed to know my name, and how could I correct such a radiant woman as yourself. No. I did not have the heart or will to do such a thing." That was not the reason he had not corrected her at all. But now, acting as someone he was not, he had to find the good in his actions if only to express them to others. Then again, he did not have to. But he wanted to. Because it was funny. Because seeing the expressions on her friend's faces was positively hysterical. Yet, Vaughn could not laugh at them. It would create more confusion than they were probably experiencing right now.

Seeing her blush just added to the hilarity of the situation. He had said far more, suggestive things to her and she did not even flinch, on the outside of course. But now, she was blushing over his overly kind words. "So are you having an enjoyable time tonight My Lady?" Paying the proper respects, concerned about the time she was having, such an act indeed.

Vaughn continued to watch her, wondering how long it would take her to notice that he was standing here. He had not gotten a proper look at her, until she began to swim closer, her eyes still averted from him. As she grew closer, he began to find himself more and more fortunate. For all he knew, she could have been a child who looked mature for her age. But no. It was a woman. His fortune allowed it to be a rather beautiful young woman. Though wet, he still got a good look at her facial features, since from the neck below she was still submerged in the water. Fair skin. Beautiful large eyes. Perfectly shaped features. Yes. An exquisite beauty indeed.

When she finally looked up at him, clearly surprised by his presence, he just smiled, or smirked rather as she was not at all happy with him standing there. Not that he could blame her. How long had he been standing there? "Not nearly long enough," he answered, clearly enjoying the view he had, even now more so than before. How could he stop staring. He was a man after all, in the presence of a nude woman. Any man would be crazy to turn away. Had he been more of a knight, he would have shown more honor. But he was not. And so owed nothing that conflicted with his own pleasure and enjoyment. "How can one stop staring at something so, exquisite." As uncomfortable as this may be making her, he was in complete comfort.

"It would certainly not exhaust you any more." He said, chuckling. "Depending how hard you intend on working," he added, entertaining the idea. He dismounted from the horse once they got into the stables. It was a decent size stables, which did not surprise him. Considering the size of the estate, it was only to be expected that everything else was above mediocre. "No argument. No defense. Just, very well."

She seemed to be alright with the idea. Or she just felt that arguing would get her no where. Either way, he was looking forward to playing up the role, and act far more politely than he had with her. Or maybe not. He would first have to see what her mother was like. "So when will your brother return?" He wondered how soon it would be. Whether it would be worth waiting around the estate for. After all, Vaughn had no where else to be. He had no other obligations.

While Vaughn had no set destination, he seemed to spend a great deal of time wandering through the Forest of Balor. It was a dangerous wooded area that extended throughout Albion and ironically, was the place most frequently filled with entertainment. He had encountered a great many people here, so why not continue to travel through it during his aimless journeys. It was not night this time, and made the woods less ominous than usual. The sun would set in a couple of hours though, and Vaughn reckoned, depending on if his mood changed at all from now until later tonight, that he would either be spending the night at a motel, or in the forest itself. He did not fear whatever creatures lurked around. It was merely another easy challenge to overcome.

He was rather familiar with the forest and so knew where the nearest lake was located so that his horse could drink from it, as well as himself. He was leading the horse as this area was a bit hilly and far too awkward to go down on, mounted on the animal. But as he lead the creature, his eyes saw a rather interesting sight. On the ground, was a pile of clothing. Vaughn was at too great a distance to pick it up to see if it was women's clothing or men's. Fortunately for him, he only had to take a few more steps for his question to be answered. He heard the water splashing a bit, and in the river, was a woman. Not only that, it was a naked woman.

Vaughn smirked. He stood near the clothing, watching her every move. He just stood there. Not saying anything, not moving an inch. He had even left the animal concealed in the trees, as it rested under the shade. Vaughn watched her, wondering how long it would take her to notice his presence. Perhaps he would be really fortunate and she would only notice it when she was stepping outside the river.

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