"No, don't do it, Carwyn!" Sir Rain snapped as soon as Ashlynn made her offer. "Whatever she's asking for, it isn't worth selling your soul over. Once Lord Owain strikes back, you don't want to be standing on the wrong side of this," he said with a menacing glower.
"Sir Rain," Ashlynn said, narrowing her eyes sharply as she looked at the scruffy knight. "You're here as a courtesy and because I have business with you, but don't mistake your place here. You might all be our unwilling guests at the moment, but don't think for a second that your circumstances are the same."
"Clearly they're not the same," Rain said, pushing his empty plates away from himself and crossing his arms over his barrel-shaped torso. "Some men have forgotten their oaths already, and they're ready to turn their backs on everything they ever fought for just because a beautiful woman flashed her…"
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