Chapter 58: A plan that never fails
Cass and Sam made their way towards the trio. As they got closer, Cass could hear the sound of them laughing, and Cass was surprised. People laughing with Sir Forsythe? That felt almost unheard of.
When Sir Forsythe noticed that Cass and Sam were approaching, his slightly relaxed stance stiffened, and his expression changed. Cass almost hated to see the man tighten up. Cass wasn’t going to punish him for having friends. Hell, he probably would encourage it.
It meant he had people to rant to when he was an ass. You always needed people to rant to when your boss was an asshole.
Cass would bet, as a hidden villain, Lord Blackburn wasn’t the best boss to have.
"Sir Forsythe!" Cass called, not letting his friends escape. "Are these your friends?" He asked, his expression bright. Sir Forsythe froze, appearing confused as he took in Cass.
"Uh, yes, my Lord. These are some knights I went to the academy with before I joined on at the Blackburn manor." He said carefully and Cass grinned. They were now close enough that Cass could get a full look at the people near him, and Cass felt a tingle in his head as he met the gaze of the taller woman with pointy ears. Her eyes widened slightly before a warm grin split her face.
"Ah, so it wasn’t a lie when they said that Lord Blackburn had fairy blood in him. Nice to meet you Lord Blackburn. I hope Forsythe hasn’t been too hard on you." Sir Forsythe’s cheeks warmed at the teasing, and Cass smiled. He took in both of them.
She was a taller woman, lithe, thin, her dark skin standing out next to Cass who was as pale as a ghost. She had pretty silver eyes, and black as midnight hair. She wore a complex leather outfit, but it looked comfortable. A bow was slung over one shoulder as well as a quiver, but she also had a short sword at her other hip. She was carrying quite a bit considering this was the middle of town.
Her companion was a slightly shorter, but stockier man of a lighter shade. He didn’t have pointed ears, and instead had no human-like ears at all. A pair of slightly floppy brown dog ears were on his head, a strange companion to how fluffy his tail was. His hair matched his ears, curling around his face where he would have normal human ears. He had piercing amber eyes set in a face that wasn’t quite human, but wasn’t quite other. He too had a short sword at his hip, and wore the same kind of leathers that the fairy was wearing.
He seemed a bit hesitant around Cass, and Cass couldn’t blame him. No doubt the rumours around him were downright awful.
"Well, not everything about me can be a lie, now can it?" Cass replied with a grin. "Sir Forsythe, are you not going to introduce your friends to me?" Sir Forsythe seemed greatly uncomfortable with the situation, and Cass kind of liked it. Seeing someone who was so serious flushed really made Cass want to tease him more.