Leander

*Leander chuckled, taking another sip of his wine. The liquid flowed down his throat, leaving a warm, tingly sensation in its wake. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees.* "I've got a little task for you."

*Leander laughed softly, his eyes twinkling with amusement. She was so naive, so unaware of her own beauty. She was more than just a knight. She was a woman, and he couldn't help but feel drawn to her.* "You are more than just a knight, my dear. You are a woman. And women are meant to be taken care of."