Yes, gladly

Yona looks up at you as you offer her your hand.

"I owe you my life. I will gladly serve as your squire."

"And, you will obey me without question."

"It would be my duty as your squire."

"Excellent, welcome squire Yona. Our first order of business is to help the travelers I rescued. Follow me."

Yona follows you several hundred meters and helps you with the battered fiancé. Together you get the pair to The Wayward Lass.

Once they are settled you address your squire. "Yona, we will be heading out now. I mean to reach the Druids as soon as possible."

"May I say farewell to my parents?"

"Of course Yona." Although you hope she makes it a terse goodbye.

She doesn't. Indeed her mom starts crying then Yona starts tearing. Mercifully they seem to finish. Yona's dad walks over to you.

"If she is to go with you, pledge to me she will be safe and return to visit."

The impertinence, you have half a mind to slice off his head. You compose yourself. "Of course I'll keep her safe, and return for a visit."

With the innkeeper helping you are quickly ready, leaving with a couple hours of daylight. You and Yona begin the climb.

As darkness falls you stop and set up camp.

"Yona!" You call. "Time for your first lesson."

She wanders over. "Yes my liege?"

You command in a voice which requires obedience. "Lie down."

She does. You slip off your undergarments and grind your pussy into her face.

"Lick!" You command. She does. She does surprisingly well and the next hour and half is punctuated by a variety of commands. "Suck it! To your left. Harder!" Finally you scream in pleasure and roll off of Yona.

She looks up at you doe-eyed and says, "Did I do well my liege?"

You reply, "Very nice. A bit more practice and you'll make a fine squire."

You roll over and you both drift off to sleep.

You dream. In your dream there is a Druid with the stone. A familiar dark figure comes from behind. He places a comforting arm around your shoulders and hisses. "You need not watch this."

The Druid is charged by dozens of undead warriors. You literally watch as she is torn apart and eaten. Pathetic, you could have dispatched that group with ease.

"You see, darkness can only be driven back by ****."

You turn to face the cloaked figure, but he disappears as the sun rouses you from your slumber. You and Yona quickly pack. You could be to the top by nightfall.

You pull out the stone. It really looks so...insignificant. With each step you feel you are choosing the wrong path. The undead need to be met with ****, not with prayers and flowers. With your armor and sword you could dispatch the dark lord. Your sword cries for blood and life. You have a choice.