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“Figures… So?”

“Have you done anything that might have attracted Lord Gerome’s attention?”

“Does getting into a fight with him count?”

“It might. What happened?”

“I was distracting him at the big Gate so a girl pal of mine could chat up the other guy. Does he normally do that? Guard duty I mean?”

“I don not believe so,” my helpful white robe chick said uncertainly.

“Interesting. Very interesting. Anyway, he said something nasty… so we ended up fighting. I don’t see what the big deal is. He won ‘cause I cracked my head on the Gate post.”

“Was that all?”

“Before I got a chance to throw him off, the fight stopped and we both got up.”

“Then?”

“He smirked smugly at me and shook my hand. I smiled sweetly and punched him upside the head. Then I told him that sometime, I’d like a fair rematch when there are no Gateposts to crash into. Then we left. What’s up with that? Is the big Gate normally that easy to get too?”

“You had no trouble?”

“Nope.”

“I… see. In any case that would have done it. He would have viewed that as an unrefusable challenge, especially coming as it did from a defeated party.”

“You mean coming from a chick, right?,” I said blandly, “If it was a bloke that did it he would’ve had him pounded or clapped him on the shoulder and offered to buy him a drink, Yes?”

Chatty nodded reluctantly.

“Ah nuts! That’s what I get for letting my temper get the best of me? Damn it and I apologized too! Where’s the bloody rulebook when you need it. Sheesh,” I shook my head, “Remind me to pull my punches next time… if I have a next time.”

The guards’ hid smiles and Chatty smiled at me.

“You recover fast don’t you,” Chatty said.

“Like I said, I haven’t even gone into shell shock yet, so that remains to be seen… Not that anyone’s bothered with introductions but my names Nick.”

“Lord Gerome has chosen well,” the elder guard commented, stiff faced.

“I should be so lucky,” I winced shaking my head, “What have I gotten myself into…” I muttered rhetorically. I probably didn’t want to know and I certainly wasn’t expecting an answer.

I got one anyway

“Servitude for life.” Said stern face with a kind of grim pleasure in his voice.

I shuddered, my head hanging. Not a pleasant prospect.