You dress and meet with Turid

You bathe in the warm water poured into a tub by the advanced plumbing system brought from the far East. The bath soothing your muscles before you dress and don your gambeson. You struggle to put on the fitted suit of full plate, the straps difficult to tighten on your own without Alice's help... yet you cannot be disappointed with your time with Sarah...

You jump as the door opens, Turid stepping in and scoffing at your struggles.

"Well isn't this a sight... I thought your chambermaid knew what she was doing..." He teases with a knowing smile.

Thinking quick, "Perhaps I spent my time having her perform other services..."

"Hmmm possibly with your reputation... though quite unorthodox..." Turid adds suggestively.

Stepping behind you he tightens your breastplate straps as he adds, "I hope you will be focused less on your cock and on the campaign ahead."

"This isn't my first time in battle..." You reply with a scoff.

"Yes but it could be your last..." He snarls as he tightens the last strap. Grabbing your shoulder he turns you and adds, "I want one thing to be clear... you don't command me or my men... If you wish command troops then get your own. My first responsibility is to ensure the proper use of Company assets to include your life..."

"Well you don't inspire much trust..." You snap back.

"Well does it inspire trust that I won't tell Claudia about you fucking Sarah this evening...?" He says with a smile as you look away nervously. "Its best she not know about it for her sake and I need you focused for the campaign ahead."

"Thank you.... I..." You stammer.

"You can thank me by sticking your role and letting me do mine." Looking at your greaves and gauntlets he scoffs, "I am going to get the troops formed up..." Looking over his shoulder he shouts, "GUARD!"

"Yes Captain!" He shouts as he steps in.

"Finish getting the prince ready..." A slight smile before adding, "Less distractions now that he's fulfilled his side of the bargin…"

As he turns to leave you point out, "Shouldn't keep secrets from those you work for you know..." Adding with a scoff, "Can be dangerous..."

"Call it hedging my bets..." Turid says with a grin before stepping into the hallway.