(D4 EA) Lover Boy

[Jynessa Tremaine]

"Knights, regardless of their station, do not kidnap another man's betrothed. This world is filled with men who pursue that which is not deemed theirs by society." Jyn let out annoyed sigh. "I do not care to know the deceased's bedroom habits. I want to know what happened to her and, if it was not obvious already, my reasons for this are my own."

[Mariessa Tremaine]

"Look," the large man spoke, "ye don't have the guts or the backbone to stab anyone, not even a girl, I'd say, but if ye know anything that might put any of the girls under my protection 'ere at risk, I'll personally break each of yer fingers until ye say somethin' of use."

Such diplomacy. Much charm. Wow.

[Garvin]

Eyes going wide, the stableboy turned white as a sheet, only by the grace of the Seven was he able to keep control of his bladder, “please don’t hurt me, Ser, please don’t hurt me. I promise ye, I know nothing, nothing.” Garvin burst into tears.

[Jynessa Tremaine]

"Oh, look what you have done. But I suppose that brought most of the answers I was looking for." Jynessa let out another sigh and readjusted her skirt. "One more question, then: who did she usually come to the stables with?"

[Garvin]

Between sobs, “no- one-“ he hiccuped, “please, I didn’t do nothing, I swear it on me mum’s headstone.”

[Mariessa Tremaine]

Kevith shrugged, looking at the younger twin. In his experience, sobbing little boys usually were telling the truth.

[Jynessa Tremaine]

"I am glad you are no squire," Jyn remarked before signalling for Kevith that it was time to leave.

[Garvin]

Still hiccuping, the stable boy clutched at the currycomb in his hands, dirty face streaked by tears, looking at his feet and waiting for their departure to release him back to his work.

[Mariessa Tremaine]

Kevith stroked his scruffy chin as they walked out. "... Too harsh?" he asked.

[Jynessa Tremaine]

"I had hoped to be gentler with him," she admitted, "Though your words did bring about more expediency."