UnLonged
True to the Name
Garrick was a bit flustered at the inquiry of the woman as he did not fully expect her to take kindly with his somewhat rude staring. His focus on the meeting was all taken away with astonishment for the woman.
"Oh, uhmm. N-no. No. I was just admiring your blade as I uh--." Garrick spoke with uneasiness and, wanting to rid himself of the nervousness, decided to take a sip of water. He mistakenly, however, took a mead bottle. Garrick immediately coughed out some of the alcohol that didn't fully went down his throat.
"S-sorry." He cleared his throat and straighten his posture as to not make himself look like a pansy who can't hold his mead. After wiping his mouth and hands, Garrick extended a hand in greeting to the lady. "Garrick, by the way. Garrick Neverwin. May I have the pleasure of knowing your name, milady?" The young squire thought for a moment after introducing himself, analyzing his choice of words. Wait a moment, this woman doesn't seem feminine at all. What if she doesn't like to be addressed as a female? Garrick's face winced a little, as if expecting a slap or a punch aimed at it.
"Oh, uhmm. N-no. No. I was just admiring your blade as I uh--." Garrick spoke with uneasiness and, wanting to rid himself of the nervousness, decided to take a sip of water. He mistakenly, however, took a mead bottle. Garrick immediately coughed out some of the alcohol that didn't fully went down his throat.
"S-sorry." He cleared his throat and straighten his posture as to not make himself look like a pansy who can't hold his mead. After wiping his mouth and hands, Garrick extended a hand in greeting to the lady. "Garrick, by the way. Garrick Neverwin. May I have the pleasure of knowing your name, milady?" The young squire thought for a moment after introducing himself, analyzing his choice of words. Wait a moment, this woman doesn't seem feminine at all. What if she doesn't like to be addressed as a female? Garrick's face winced a little, as if expecting a slap or a punch aimed at it.