It was a warm, breezy afternoon and Finch knew exactly where he wanted to wander during some free time. The knights were always practicing near a flower-covered field, and the jester enjoyed spying on them working up a sweat.
But today as he wandered along, he found a better treat waiting for him. Spread out from a trail of armor was a knight captain, sweaty and lounging half-naked in the flowers. Ser Alrik, a man Finch had been eyeing a lot lately. And who had been eyeing him. Finch may have even wrote a teasing little piece that he'd performed to Alrik at a feast the other night, and even with a helmet on, it was easy to see he'd been blushing at the crude verses.
Jingling his way down to the knight, Finch flopped next to him in the grass. "Ser Alrik. What a state of disrobed I find you in. Certainly, I would have made my song a bit more bawdy had I known of your penchant for public undress."
"Finch!" Alrik startled.
Without the helm, Finch could see the man's surprisingly tanned complexion and deep brown eyes. He must be out of his armor and in the sun more than Finch realized.
"You startle too easily, Ser Knight."
Alrik snorted and shook his head. "I just didn't expect a jester to be so close to the training grounds."
A spark lit Finch's eyes and he winked as he said, "How else could I spy on such a lovely creature if not risking the smells of you brutes?"
"Sorry we're not doused in your lovely perfumes. They wouldn't last with the work we do, anyway."
Finch leaned over, brushing his shoulder along Alrik's, close enough to dip his nose close to Alrik's neck. He inhaled slowly and breathed out in Alrik's ear. "You do smell so bad, Ser Alrik."
Alrik shuddered, his breath hitched, and Finch decided then that he would find his way to Alrik's rooms this night.
"Well, I must be off. The King is likely looking for my entertainment." Finch jumped to his feet, leaving Alrik gaping-mouthed as he trotted back toward the castle.
"Fucking tease," Alrik murmured, just barely heard by the retreating jester.
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