"Stay right where you are," said Gerold, his unsheathed sword was only inches away from Walter's chest.
"What? Being the king's dog isn't enough for you? Now you have to be this little witch's dog, too?" Walter derided Gerold for being protective of me.
"As a caption of the royal guard, I know my place. I'm simply fulfilling my duty, and protecting the innocent is a part of that."
I turned my attention from Sir Ragnar to Walter and Gerold. I had to admit, it was unusual to see Gerold this calm. I thought Walter's provocation had successfully made him lose his mind.
"Innocent, you say? That little witch?" Walter eyed me with a smirk.
"Innocent until proven guilty," Gerold shrugged.
"What a loyal dog you are."
"Loyalty is also a part of my duty. Unlike someone who had the audaci
