Sorry about that guys I just had to go and sort out so... issues.
Now... where were we?
Sorry?
Oh right yes... thanks honey.
So I was looking up at this beautiful woman...
***
I sat there on the cold and shiny armor of a knight that was starting to turn just as cold as that armor.
Looking up at... well I already told you about her didn’t I? She was pretty, and kind of commandingly looking down at .
Fine I’ll give you a proper description, just because I know all of you actually want that, I an it’s not at all that she’s standing next to glaring... no that’s not it at all.
Okay maybe just a bit.
Her long golden hair was draped over her shoulders, piercing blue eyes staring down at with sothing like extre gratefulness... I an of course I had just heroically saved her life.
I an my manly fall had just killed her would-be murderer. My charm and charisma obviously blinded her imdiately.
She was wearing armor that—If I’m completely honest, made her look hella sexy.— it shone in the midday sun, obviously I completely ignored all of the blood stains that covered it.
I’m a man after all, what’s a little blood to ?
And those legs... damn those legs could make ...
***
Hey! Honey what are you doing?
Ouch!
Hey you can’t just take...
***
Right, I think it’s ti for to take over here, this guy has a way to embellish and twist everything around.
So... my na is Julia, and I’m the superior and most adored wife of Daniel... the idiot, and yet perfect man, who still hasn’t introduced himself to you guys.
Seeing as this is the part where I entered the story, I’ve decided it’s ti for to tell you what actually happened.
No, I wasn’t looking at him with any kind of admiration, or "gratefulness" as he so eloquently put it, I was looking at the screaming lunatic who had just appeared out of nowhere flattening Sir Ronald into his own sword.
Sure I was grateful that he saved my life.
Was he as manly and heroic as he claid?
In his own way, yes maybe he was a bit heroic... completely unintentionally obviously, but heroic nonetheless.
Was he manly?
Well if you can call a person who imdiately retched when he saw the sword sticking out of Sir Ronald’s back manly, or how pale he beca when he saw covered in blood.
Then yes sure he was manly.
But if I have to admit it he sure as hell was kind of cute at that mont.
Anyway let’s continue the story, but this ti it will be telling it.
Yes dear, I’m going to tell it from now on.
***
So I was looking down at this man who I seriously thought was either a complete moron, or just a screaming lunatic.
His hair was disheveled, his striking green eyes were opened about as wide as they could go.
Okay, maybe my sword being aid in his general direction might have had so effect on that though.
"Who the hell are you?" I asked, I an co on the guy had just fallen from the sky, I was looking around, and into the trees trying to figure out if I had walked into an ambush, but I couldn’t see anything.
"Who am I?! Who are you?! Why do you have a sword?! And where the hell am I?!" The man was completely irrational, if you ask .
But for so reason, I found his reactions... cute? I an co on, the guy was crawling around on his hands and knees retching every ti he ca into contact with any blood.
So won would probably think this would be a turn off, or that he was weak, but you just had to see it to understand why I thought the way I thought I guess.
I finally decided that maybe he wasn’t a threat... okay I never thought he was a threat to begin with, I an seriously you should have seen the way he was reacting to everything.
Sigh.
"Hey! Just relax okay! Calm down and tell where you ca from." I said, trying to just get him to stop scrambling around.
Finally after what felt like an eternity of trying to calm him down, I succeeded. He was leaning against a tree looking at with those beautiful green eyes when he could finally speak again.
"My na is Daniel, I have no idea how I got here, or even where I am. The last thing I rember was walking ho from the bar and then..." He drifted off, I could see his mind wandering, trying to figure out what had happened to him.
"Bar?" I asked, I an, I had never heard of such a thing in my life.
"Yeah the bar, you know... the watering hole... a booze dispensary... the place a man goes to get drunk?" I don’t know why he gave it so many different nas, I an that wouldn’t explain it any better to .
I could only lift my shoulders and look at him blankly.
"No, no, no," for so reason after seeing my reaction he started getting upset again, it seed this... watering hole was important to him because he started mumbling about how he would never see one again.
How his life would now forever be empty.
I don’t know when it started, if it was because he had accidentally saved my life, or just the way he looked at that mont, but I just couldn’t bear it.
It felt like I would do anything to keep him happy.
"Just calm down, we’ll figure it out." I said, he looked up at again, finishing up his rambling incoherent mumblings.
"Where am I?"
"You’re in the forest known as Booksfield, on the edge of the human territory." I answered completely honestly, figuring he might just be lost. But the way his eyes just kept widening with each word told that maybe there could be more to the story.
"Okay... so I’m definitely in another world." He whispered.
These whispered words shocked to the core. I an sure he seed foreign, but I just thought he was a bit... eccentric.
But an otherworlder?
I’ve heard of them before, but this was the first ti I actually saw one.
In the legends it was said that given ti they could beco extrely powerful. Their fates becoming so strong that they could create, or destroy entire kingdoms.
And this man... the man that was completely losing his mind over sothing called a... bar.
Was one of these otherworlders?
***
Co on dear, you know it was all true, you almost lost your mind when you found out I didn’t know what a bar was.
I’m not making you look bad!
You know I love you, so of course I don’t think you’re weak.
So what if they think so, if they dare to act on such foolish thoughts, or slander you we can simply destroy them.
What do you an we can’t do that?
Of course we can, it’s not like any of these weaklings can stand against us.
Anyway... unfortunately that’s all we have ti for in this session, I’ll tell you more about how we made our way out of the forest next ti.
Of course I’m going to keep telling the story for a while. You can’t be trusted to not wander off into another one of your lodramatic tangents again.
We might love those, but I don’t think they would.
Right so we have so people to go and subjugate for daring to slander our husband, but we’ll pick this up again later.
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