Say hello to your old commander

Talking to your commander about the possibility of fucking his wife in the near future had been awkward enough on the day of your graduation. Speaking to him face to face about it through the mirror wasn't the sort of experience you'd wish upon your worst enemy. Still, you obliged Helmid, pulling up the guest chair so that you could sit beside her, a bit uncomfortably close considering who was watching. You wore an extremely **** smile on your face as you greeted him, coming into view of the mirror. It was like watching him through a window... an uncanny experience.

The man didn't rise from his chair or adjust his position. Instead, he watched you warily with his brow stern. "Squire," he began, clearing his throat.

You saluted your recruit commander, soliciting a chuckle from Helmid.

"Now, gentleman... I thought this would be a good opportunity to address the elephant in the room. Geod has placed me in a very unusual situation. One man who I already consider the love of my life-- Mattieu-- and a new man who I am meant to devote my life and body to-- Vin," Helmid began, wearing a serene smile as she placed one hand upon your shoulder. "And I know that's likely to create some tension between the two of you, as it would any two men who feel **** to vie for the affections of one woman. I want you two to know: you don't need to feel that you're in competition. I don't see it that way, in any measure. You two are both my loves."

Matthieu grunted. The dark shadow over his eyes didn't seem particularly comforting. Treating this man, over twenty years your senior and with veteran status as Helmid's lover, as your peer, was going to be very, very difficult.

"He does sulk," the paladin whispered to you with a sly wink. "But I believe he likes you, in his own particular way. He's proud of what you've accomplished-- and what you will accomplish."

"Have I been summoned just to watch you and the squire boy exchange whispers, Helmid?" the recruit commander barked, keeping his arms crossed at his chest. "I've got work to do."

"Work? Matthieu! We were just about to catch up, weren't we? We've already been on our first dispatch together, did you know? There's so much to talk about! Only, I'm not certain if it's the squire or I that's best fit to tell you about it," she giggled, covering her mouth with one hand in a coquettish gesture. "How about it, Vin? Would you like to speak to Matthieu alone for a bit, or shall I?"