𝐵𝑜𝑐 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑆𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟
𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭...
- Thank you, ser. Your words are too kind.
- Which half?
- …he will make a shawl for his lord. Perhaps it will comfort her.
- Oh, no thanks for me is needed! T’was m’lord who made it so!
- That sounds very kind… I hope to see one.
- Oh. It sounds… nice?
- M Milk… dog?
- What is a cow?
- Ow
- my back
- Boc rn
- mist or beast….
- big iron……..
- I repair and tailor her garbs, as many of the garbs she finds during her journey are not fit for her in their current state.
- I stay at the inn in the servants quarters, as not to interrupt m’lord’s work at the ray-dee-oh station.
- (Boc smiled, nodding.) I serve m’lord and repair her garbs!
- Oh, you are too kind, ser. I am Boc the seamster. My people are known by the Tarnished as demi-humans.
- A dragon man? Where?
- (He held up trembling fists, eyes locked onto the sword.) W-we must.
- M’lady, you besmirched m’lord’s name and then challenged me. We must fight now, for her honor.
- If you believe that, then you do not truly know m’lord. She is glorious… and brave…
- A lowly seamster, m’ lady, but a seamster with loyalty to m’lord.
- I… I do not fight. But if you besmirch m’ lord’s good name, I will fight if no one else will.
- Perhaps… you were not worthy of m’ lord.
- Hm…
- Horse… boy?
- mister or beast
- HIS LORD NEEDS A COAT
- 😰
