Back at the manor, Rowan wasn't too concerned about being the topic of everyone's discussion. Now that Syryn's name had been outed as his partner, Rowan took it in stride. It was bound to happen when he put in Syryn's name as a candidate for priesthood and marriage partner to the champion. Still, he had heard some of the wild rumours and was shocked by how outrageous they were.
A few malicious folks painted Syryn as a brothel born child who used his good looks to climb up in life. They slandered the mage with stories about he seduced so and so into his bed and stole their virtues and money. A bard went on to compose a dirty limerick about Syryn's beautiful body. If Rowan was being honest, the limerick was delightful. It was just the part where random strangers recited it that he had a problem with.
Syryn too had heard it and it made him laugh. The line that described his full buttocks was the truest.
