Unlike the other aides in the castle grounds, you are not some noble family's child or a minor noble yourself, just a commoner that had rolled the dice and managed to get one good outcome in your life.
The watch captain you served was retiring, and the guards he oversaw were being folded into other units day by day, men you'd grown to know quite well are saying goodbye with every new sunrise. This wasn't surprising with the new Lord Marshal coming into office soon, a young Lord Nabil if you understand correctly. However, with each departure your role becomes less and less needed, the other watch captains already have aides helping them or running their missives through the castle grounds, and so, you find your work thinning to the barest of duties quite swiftly.
On what was beginning to feel like your last useful day in the castle you stumbled on a transfer request hidden under empty pages on your small desk, your watch captain's signature on the bottom, and a note from him telling you that he had already arranged for you to be moved to another unit, well before he announced his retirement.
Your old captain was a good man after all.
The new unit you were being assigned too was in the treasury guard, under the Lord Commander Adir. You would not work for the commander himself but as an aide to one of the treasury guard's sub units, a mixed group of Angelkin and Demonspawn that tended to do the more heavy lifting of the treasury guard than the usual vault prowling and coin shifting that the main branches did. More specifically you would be answering to a knight captain by the name Vetra, one of the angelkin if your old watch captains note was correct.
Stepping into the units quarters is strange, no longer are you in the true castle grounds, but more the edges and outer perimeter of the sprawling area that the capital calls the castle. There are horned and winged people everywhere, aides running with equipment like squires and even what you think is a gargoyle in the corner of the barracks room you stand in, but none of this matters as you rush past them all, looking for the room you have been told to report too.
Finally finding the right door you knock, waiting for the approval to enter before opening the heavy latch and slipping inside. You'd expect an office or small working area not personal quarters, when you look up your greeted with what must be Vetras bare back, their broad shoulders and strong back on full display as their wings settle into a more comfortable position, introducing yourself as you step forward you hadn't been prepared for the sight that would greet you as your new captain turns to look at you.
She's breathtaking, eyes like silver, and the thick braid of copper hair hangs across her bare chest.
It's hard not to stare as you take her in, mouth slightly parted and hand still halfway outstretched as you unintentionally rake your eyes over her form. There are countless scars and burn marks across her waist, collarbones, and even one that curves up her chin and across her cheek, but these hardly seem to change the fact that she is like sunlight after a dark winter. It's only when you look at her again that you realise that she is in fact half naked as well, the wide legged linen pants and a wide belt the only clothes she wears, flustering quickly you turn away and apologise, covering your eyes as you stumble through apologise for your improper behaviour.
Your role under this new Knight Captain may be harder than you'd thought, especially as the sight of her is burned into your mind even well after she is fully dressed and finished laughing at the response you'd had to seeing her half naked.
Already, she is calling you some kind of pet name, clapping you on the shoulder as she passes and coos into your ear.
'Come on Tibu, it's time to introduce you to the rest of the knights...'
