Give him a clever retort

"I dont think they would be man enough to get it up anymore once they tasted the blade of a furious Brancaster Queen!" I hiss back at him as he pulls me back up my feet.

Brashness increased by +10 Purity increased by -5

As I expect him to let go of my hand, instead, he pulls me in, throwing me off balance. And he firmly plants a kiss on my lips. "You know you won't always be able to rely on your sword foolish lass. I don't see it around here anymore, and to be honest, ye'r defence is way too weak. You got so much to learn about how the world works if you want to make it as a queen, little dove. Or the people in it will spit you right out."

Inside I am now fuming with anger, but I know he's at least somewhat right and I would need his help. His help in perfecting my skill with the sword, and his help in searching for that perfect marriage candidate. Yet the taste of his lips kinda makes me want more.

I speak in a sternly voice, or as sternly as I can but maybe I'm even sounding a little bit bratty, when I place my fists at the center of my hips. "That's why I will need you, but you really got to show some more respect to someone who's a Queen, even though we've long known each other." "And one more thing, you heard what the council asked of me. But I want... No, NEED to continue the royal line of my family. Haven't they put their heart and soul into what our realm is now? And since you're my tutor and old friend you WILL help me find a good man who will be able to agree to these things."

"Heh" "Lass like yer self would really have to prove themselves that they're just as great as you claim the rest of your family to be. Or better yet, just doing what a man tells you to do." He snorts while looking in my direction. "But sure a'right, I'll help you. If only because I accepted yer father's employment." "And also you can forget about me treating you as my queen." I want to really kick him in his face when he says that, but I can just barely contain myself. "Ay would just continue to treat you as a friend, but ye'r still only a woman to me."

With a sigh, I accept his words, although I probably should be more displeased with that last remark.

We continue to spar again for a little bit, and nothing really interesting happens anymore. Must probably be the tense, awkward atmosphere. But at least I should count myself lucky, since I got his agreement to help me find some marriage material so that I can keep my family name alive. Although I think that I still can't really get used to the idea of marrying someone. And on top of that, I'm still a virgin, and not some spoiled goods.