𝐵𝑜𝑐 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑆𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟

Relief washed over Boc like a tidal wave and he bowed, hands clasped together in thanks.

“Yes, ma’am. Thank you… thank you.”

“M’lord can reward you greatly… supplies, weapons, honor; whatever you desire.” He didn’t know if that was true but he had faith that the will-be Elden Lord could find a way to make his promises a reality.

“Please.”

“Men in armored, holding a banner with a bull…

They attacked… m’lord was betrayed.” He shook, hands still bloodied from when he tried to defend her. “T’was a safe place… please, you must help her. I will forever be in your debt.”

Boc recoils, shielding his face. “I mean you no harm, ranger. I am in need of aid.

Men have captured m’lord, tortured me… I escaped.” He remembered the song, eyes scanning the gun and looking for notches.

“I’ve heard of you… you defeated Tex-sass Red.”

As do I… please do not tell her I said so. I worry she would think I doubt her abilities…

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?

😵

no I’m dying on it

my back

Ow

Boc rn

mist or beast….

I will retrieve it!!!

(He beamed though even his full smile was tainted with nervous energy.)

You are very kind to say so.

I will… put in a good word with m’lord.

Thank you for not slaying me, Knight Verone. It was my duty as a servant of m’lord to not allow those to besmirch her name or honor…

But I do not think it was a secret that I would not have triumphed.

Th-Thank you, kind lady. Do you have a preferred title?

No, ma’am. My mother said it meant ‘great potential’..

I would agree…

Boc, m’lady. Boc the seamster.

big iron……..