Every princess needs a handmaid

Briar's enthusiasm toward getting to know her new handmaiden and accepting her so readily into her life lightened Artorias' heart. He had been so worried that Briar would reject the idea, or find some fault or flaw in his actions and reasoning, but she hadn't. Perhaps that came from her life living in the Armada, where these sorts of roles were more common? Either way, it made it easier for Art to relax and watch the interactions between the two ladies unfold. He didn't miss the suggestive words whispered from his girlfriend, however, nor the way her bushy tail swatted at his hips. He shot her a quick grin that promised her all the alone time she wanted, then followed the two young women as Briar began the tour for Lia.

While Briar took Lia around the Armada and showed off her new home to her, Artorias contented himself with watching the two girls, enjoying how they interacted and feeling more confident and comfortable in leaving them both when he had to return home to the Hallows. He hung slightly behind the group so he could keep an eye on them without making it obvious, doing his best to keep his gaze neutral and not wander over either of the faes too much. Adolescent hormones were hard to ignore, and when he was escorting his girlfriend and the handmaiden who had attempted twice to be intimate with him, it was difficult to keep his mind in the moment. So Artorias focused on simply following the tour, enjoying watching his Briar shine in the spotlight as she highlighted all of the important places in the Armada and being generally diplomatic and amiable with Idalia.

"Artorias Carpathius" | "Corbin" | "Argent"