Flirt with Shireen

You sit in silence for several minutes, just watching Shireen as she stares at the scenery, the oceanfront giving way to the dense forest. You think for a moment, before considering that you ought to make some effort to take advantage of this situation. You turn to Shireen, lightly coughing to grab her attention.

"Lady Shireen," you say, "you look beautiful today."

She's taken aback at first by your boldness, blushing deeply, before responding, "Well, thank you John. That was most ... unexpected."

"I-" just as you open your mouth, you are suddenly interrupted by an arrow embedding itself in the wall, just inches from your face.

Bandits!

"Lady Shireen, get down!" you shout to her, grabbing a sword from the wall, as she crouched behind you. You waited, hearing the sounds of battle outside, the fighting getting closer, arrows striking the carriage. Then finally, one of the bandits was upon you.

"You're one of those foolish knights who protects ladies like her," he said, an arrogant sneer across his face, "risking your life to protect a woman who would care not one bit if you died in her service." You feel Shireen's grip tighten on the back of your legs, her fear apparent.

"I protect the innocent, and I serve my liege," you respond defiantly, somehow finding the courage within yourself.

"I don't wish to harm you," he says, his eyes scanning your face, and you come to understand that he has somehow realized the lowborn circumstances of your birth, "so I will give you a choice. Fight me now and you will die, and we will, all hundred of us outlaws, take our turns with the lady you died to protect. Or," he says, a gleam in his eye, "join us, and you can keep the woman for your own."