"You’re a terrible squire, Caspian," she whispered. "But you’re a decent man. Now, help me carry this idiot knight back to the castle. We have a date at the tavern tonight."
He didn't win by strength. He won by being the best squire in the world—he used a smoke bomb he’d crafted from Hugh’s ruined laundry and tripped the Orc into a ravine.
Exhausted and covered in soot, Caspian turned to find Beatrice staring at him. She didn't thank him for the rescue. Instead, she walked over, wiped a smudge of dirt from his cheek, and kissed him. Love Esquire – RPG/Dating Sim/Visual Novel Free...
Caspian realized then that while he might never be the one in the history books, he was the only one with a girl on his arm at the end of the day.
Beatrice peered over her spectacles. "Unless you’ve spent the last decade studying Forbidden Arcana, Squire, I doubt you can help. But... you do have hands. Carry these to the library." "You’re a terrible squire, Caspian," she whispered
"Need a hand with those, milady?" Caspian asked, leaning against a pillar and trying to look more 'dashing' than 'exhausted servant.'
He learned that Beatrice wasn't just a bookworm; she was lonely, burdened by the expectation to be the kingdom's greatest weapon. He started bringing her pressed wildflowers he found during Hugh's chaotic battles, claiming they were "rare alchemical ingredients" just to see her smile. We have a date at the tavern tonight
His luck began to shift when he met , the brilliant but prickly royal mage. She was currently cursing a pile of ancient scrolls that refused to translate themselves.