Chapter 70: A Mutual Bargain

Gwen nodded. "I watched your tournament once. You won."

Alexander remembered. It was when she had first visited Mainecroft Castle. "I saw you standing, with your cousin, by the wall." He recalled the moment vividly. "You saw me too." Guinevere blushed at the memory and looked away. He let it go. Then, "Are you familiar with any other weapons?"

She shrugged her shoulders and shyly said, "I am familiar with the knife, if it matters. The kitchen knife."

"Tell me about it." He urged. When she brought her eyes back to him, he nodded and repeated. "Tell me."

"Back at Westside Manor, there's only Mrs. Grace. She is the butler, helper, and cook. She is all the household staff we can afford. So Beth and I would assist, of course, with the chores in the kitchen and around the house." She explained, and licked her lips. Alexander clenched his teeth. "I can handle a knife to cut vegetables, but I'm not quite sure it's the same thing as fighting off a person."