The knights Lady

Alinor soon realized that she still had the mug in her shaking hands. She was furious at Wil's infidelity. Her face was flushed and her eyes flashed. She stepped around the wall to plain view of the two sweaty lovers.

She splashed the cold ale all over Wil and Lizzy and they both cried out with shock. "What a waste of perfectly good Ale." Alinor spat at them. "Usually we splash water on the dogs when they mate inappropriately" Lizzy grabbed her dress and tried to cover her bare breasts. Wil stared up at Alinor completely shocked. "I guess" Alinor said coolly, "dogs and pigs are supposed to mate in the barn… I will leave you to your…business."

Alinor turned on her heel and stomped towards the door of the stable. Wil came chasing after her and put his hand on her shoulder, "Alinore, Wait! You won't tell Lord Robert Will you?" Alinore brushed Wil's hand roughly from her shoulder and turned to glare at him. "You…"

Alinore did not get to finish her string of insults because Robert stepped into the stable. He blocked out most of the late afternoon sun with his wide frame. Robert took in the scene before him. His sister stood there in her best gown, face flushed and breathing heavily. His Squire was grasping at his sister with one hand and holding up his pants with the other. Roberts face grew dark like a summer thunder storm. "Alinore is NOT going to tell me anything Wil. YOU are going to explain why you are man handling my sister in the stable without any clothes on!" Just then Lizzy ran past them all grasping at her own disheveled clothes and brushing hay from her hair.