Falon blinked and tried to get her trembling under control. It would not do to show weakness, she realized that after her encounter with the bandits. But the man had just saved her, and she knew knights held themselves by an honor system, chivalry. This man would not hurt her. She watched as he scrubbed her hands of blood in grim fascination. "Why, that would be very noble of you, but I'm afraid I don't know where I'm going." Falon said, coming back to her senses and pulling her hands away. "I'm not entirely defenseless." She adds, with a timid smile, glancing down at her dagger, still stuck in the bandit's gut. "There is a special place in heaven for your kind."
Leonard sighed and gave a bow. "Regardless of your destination, it would be against my good conscience to allow you to travel alone, my lady. I shall at least take you to the nearest city." He reached down and retrieved the dagger, cleaning it and examining it. "This is an impressive blade. You're very fortunate to have it. And I recognize you're not totally defenseless, and was careful in my wording."
Falon considered this, and she was suddenly very aware of her improper dress. Her hair had fallen out of her cap in the skirmish, and she used it as a veil to hide behind as she watched Sir Leonard retrieve and clean her knife. It would be good to have a traveling companion. She couldn't even think what would've happened to her if he had not arrived when he did. At the talk of her father's dagger, her smile brightened behind her pale hair. "Me pa's the best metal smith this side of Albany." She explained. "I would be most grateful is you escorted me to the next city, or town, whatever it may be." Falon had not yet decided where she was off to, she knew she would like to see the ocean, but other than that, she was mostly wandering blind. The forest had been good to her, until she ran into the bandits that is.
((So there is magic in this universe, but does it take place in our universe as well? Because I'm having trouble between making up names of places or using real ones, and then I assume this takes place in the high or late middle ages anyways, so I'm also a little hesitant to use any cultural or religious references. So does it take place in our universe, and if so, what part of Europe and what time period?))
(I traditionally prefer to use a completely fictional land simply for the convenience of not having to research it. However, if you would like to pick a location of our universe, you may.)
Leo nodded, gently placing the dagger in her hands. "I'm headed toward the coast. There's a small city on the way where I can drop you off. I assure you, you'll be safe as long as you stick with me."
((Ok, fiction land it is.))
Falon nodded, her hand wrapped tightly around her dagger as she put it back in its sheath. At the knight's talk of the coast, Falon's eyes lit up. "How far from the coast are we?" She asked him urgently, beaming. She would have her ocean at last!
"Well...at my pace, it could take me up to a month to get there. But any ordinary travler would take half that time or less." Leo told her. "I'm slow because I stop along the way to grace towns and cities with my presence, and I also take detours upon request to deal with problems such as dragons or pesky hobits or the like."
Falon's face lit up. Here was her chance, to finally see the world, and have adventures along the way. She was sure the knight wouldn't really want her to tag along, but she could make herself useful. "Surely you'll be wanting a companion for this journey, good sir." She said sweetly. "I'm a fair cook, and I'm in your debt after all. Would you care for a servant on your way?"
Leo quirked a brow. "A...companion?" No, he hadn't ever considered that. Not a simple servant nor a partner in bed. His work was dangerous work, and to have someone constantly around him, they would begin to see his true colors, and probably turn against him. She might even see him heal, and he didn't want that. Then again...it'd have been nice to have good meals, and a servant would be convenient. And if he really chose, surely he could lure this young innocent beauty out of her clothes and into his arms. "I'm not really sure, miss..."
Falon frowned slightly at this, but she quickly brightened up again. "I know, you don't think I would be able to handle it." She huffed. "I may not be able to wield a blade..." She said, glancing at the impressive sword at the knight's side. "But I'm good at hiding, I promise I won't get in your way, and... And with a young girl at your side, you'll find how many people are more willing to lend some kindness your way." She said all in one breath. "I'll do what you tell me, without cheek, well, maybe a little, but I'll obey none the less. I promise you won't regret it." She said joyously.
Leo sighed. "We'll see. I'll let you travel with me for a while. Maybe all the way to the coast and maybe not. If I like your company and cooking enough, and if you do not become more trouble than good, then I may have you become a...semi-permanent companion. But you will always do as I say, for your safety and the safety of others, understood?"
"Of course." Falon said happily. "You won't regret it." She said again with a broad smile that made her eyes twinkle. "So where are you headed off to first?" She asked him curiously.
"This direction." Leo jerked his thumb over his shoulder. "I don't particularly bother with the names of places. I just know where they are and where I'm going."
Falon nodded her head slowly. She was curious to know where the knight had planned on going, but she didn't want to ask too many questions, in case it annoyed him and he changed his mind. "Alright, after you, sir." She said.
Leo nodded and led the way, but he made sure to keep an eye on her, both to make sure she was safe and to make sure she wasn't some con artist waiting to stab him in the back.
Falon followed after Leo, mind already past the attack. She no longer felt weary of her own safety in these woods now that she had a knight at her side. Falon began to hum a merry tune softly as she fell into pace behind Leo.
Leo sighed, trying not to groan. She had to be making noise, did she? "I hate to rain on your merry parade of song, but I'd prefer if you kept quiet." He said, turning to look at her. "I need to have my wits about me I need to be aware of our surroundings, and I can't exactly hear danger about with you humming away like we're taking a jolly ol' stroll in a field of daisies."
Falon paused in her singing and nodded grimly. She had rarely met people as unfriendly and cut throat as Leo, and the ones she had met were always the ones who tended to spend to long at the pub. Falon hoped the knight's anger would never be turned on her. She determined to keep quiet unless it was absolutely necessary to talk. She didn't need to get on his bad side this early on. What if he decided to just leave her here? Falon had been living for a while on her own in these woods, but that encounter with those bandits had shaken her.
Leo sighed again, continuing forward. Not it was too quiet. Her mere presence just bothered him. He wasn't used to it. It wasn't that he didn't like her, it was just that he was so used to being alone. He decided he'd just have to try to get used to it, for the sake of his reputation.
Falon continued walking with an absent mind, looking around dreamily. She smiled at a cardinal perched in a tree and looked down as a rabbit darted into the bushes. "Um... Sir." She said, coming to a halt. "Is that their camp?" Falon asked in a whisper. She smelt woodsmoke and venison beyond the trees, and she wasn't sure if there would be anything useful for them there, or if there were more bandits.