Giles had realized that Mialla's repertoire was a good hint at her upbringing too, but too late. Now he wondered if he had given much about himself away by first thinking about an upbringing on a farm.<br/><br/>"Oh, don't tell me you wouldn't be at least a little inquisitive if our positions were reversed, madam. But I should make it a point to figure out where you stand in the social order of this keep while you are here. As a squire, questions of etiquette and manners are supposed to be part of my training as much as the martial skills."<br/><br/>He turned his own smile at Mialla, displaying a row of white, even teeth. The girl had startled him with her comment about underwear, but she wasn't the first girl who had given him the best of her smiles. Six feet tall, well built, and from a family of good repute and some small wealth, he was considered a good catch by the local girls. Giles Fletcher was used to some attention from the fairer sex. But, he had to admit to himself, this girl had a nice smile.