The humble squire didn't want to save the world; he just wanted to find a date before the fast-approaching war started. While his master, the golden-haired (and incredibly dense) Sir Hugh, practiced his "heroic poses" in the mirror, Caspian was busy scrubbing blood off shields and wondering if any woman in the kingdom of Caerulia would ever look at him without laughing.
Beatrice peered over her spectacles. "Unless you’ve spent the last decade studying Forbidden Arcana, Squire, I doubt you can help. But... you do have hands. Carry these to the library." Love Esquire – RPG/Dating Sim/Visual Novel Free...
His luck began to shift when he met , the brilliant but prickly royal mage. She was currently cursing a pile of ancient scrolls that refused to translate themselves. The humble squire didn't want to save the
Exhausted and covered in soot, Caspian turned to find Beatrice staring at him. She didn't thank him for the rescue. Instead, she walked over, wiped a smudge of dirt from his cheek, and kissed him. "Unless you’ve spent the last decade studying Forbidden
"Need a hand with those, milady?" Caspian asked, leaning against a pillar and trying to look more 'dashing' than 'exhausted servant.'
Over the next few weeks, Caspian played a dangerous game of multitasking. By day, he was in the mud, frantically tossing health potions to Sir Hugh during monster raids—literally staying alive by the skin of his teeth. By evening, he was "borrowing" the finest wines from the castle cellar to share with Beatrice during her late-night study sessions.
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