Sure enough the guard flickered his eyes upward, caught the Lord's curious - but not exactly displeased - glare, and immediately turned bright crimson before wondering around to see to Janica's front. He lingered much less, here, instead just making a soapy mess of her chest and stomach for her, all the while standing between an idly amused king and the bizarrely open female.<br/><br/>The Lord spoke to her all the same, conversation suddenly shifting to more natural, expected topics; riding, hunting and archery, and whether she was interested in any of them. Apparently he wasn't -all- about fucking, all the time.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>