[ IP ] Guard

`` Hey Private! Stop screwing around with her and clean the head! We know what you're raising that shield for. Look, even the crowd is getting annoyed'', shouted the Sergeant of the Guard from across the courtyard. 
 
 `` Asshole'', I muttered under my breath. He could order some other poor private to clean the head, or even he could do it. 
 
 `` What the fuck did you say?'' 
 
 `` Aye sir! ``, I yelled back, silently cursing myself for forgetting how tuned his hearing was. I trudge back to the castle, accepting my menial task of cleaning the head the third time this day. Just before I left, I whispered a final few words to her, `` Meet me at my guard post at the beginning of my shift. I could use the extra set of hands''.
