Chapter 1807 My Fucking Duty & Service:>Ep17

• The day began again, and Crys led the prospective guards in drill. Then drill. Then more drill. One of the men took a swing at her, apparently unfamiliar with the discipline of a professional armed force. He left the castle on a stretcher.
• His thoughts often wandered in his off-hours to her. And not in a crude way...though there were times when it did venture in that direction. She wasn't dissimilar to hundreds of other women he'd met in his life, and he wasn't a blushing virgin. But she fascinated him. Attraction, yes. But also something else. She was feminine, but still respected. Strong, but not arrogant. Crys knew who she was, and damn the world if they ever doubted her.
• As he got comfortable with the schedules, his explorations ventured into areas not assigned to the rookie guards. The inner keep itself was only patrolled by veterans, understandably. Having a policy of seeing people you didn't recognize within the inner confines was a recipe for infiltration. He skated by on that in his early days of infiltration underpaid mercenary camps and thieves' dens.