Danielle approached Matthias and said; "Matthias. I'm going to bed now. Don't be too long ok?"
"Anything for you my love." He gave her a kiss on the head and watched her as she walked off.
"You were watching her ass weren't you?" smirked Garen as he gazed upon her ass aswell.
"With an ass as perfect as hers it's hard not to stare."
"Don't stare to long or you'll be sucked in."
Matthias laughed; "I've been sucked in many times before."
"Walk with me Matthias. I have something to show you." Garen lead Matthias far away from the party and then stopped. He waved for Matthias to come closer. Matthias stood right behind Garen. Then suddenly. Garen grabbed Matthias by the thick mop of hair on the back of his head and pulled a blade tight against his neck.
"What is the meaning of this?" exclaimed Matthias.
Garen sniggered; "You're a stupid, naive, fool that's the meaning of this. I pulled a dagger on you and with the right mind to, could have slit your throat." Garen tossed Matthias to the dirt and sheathed his dagger. Matthias' robes became dirty with sand. They were the ceremonial robes worn by anyone receiving the Phoenix's blessing. Flashy reds, dashing oranges and striking yellows, all the colours of the mighty Phoenix.
"I'm capable of looking after myself but thanks for trying to take my life." laughed Matthias sarcastically.
Garen scratched his ear; "I'm warning you to be on your damn guard. You shouldn't trust anyone and I'm sure you're aware of the mind control magic?"
"Of course! I didn't study at the old University for five years for nothing!"
"I ride for the borders on the morrow," Garen placed a hand on Matthias' shoulder, "Stay safe brother and try to lose a bit of weight for godness sake!"
Matthias looked down at his ever growing waistline and tugged at his slightly flabby cheeks. "I'm not that fat! I'm average for a man my age."
"If it helps you sleep at knight kid." Garen whistled for his horse. A black Mustang came galloping across the sandy beach. It was a stout horse and was well suited for the harsh riding that Garen was used too.
Matthias puzzled; "I thought you rode out tomorrow."
Garen mounted his horse; "Aye." he said, "Tonight I ride to the inn I'm staying at. I found a nice maiden there to keep my bed warm."
"When will you settle and marry?"
"The hell to that! Variety is the spice of life my boy!" Garen spurned his horse and rode off into the horizon black hair and cape flapping behind him.
"That man." thought Matthias.