"Uhmm, thank you for the food." Lady Harleigh said as she reached out to the sandwich and took a bite, the servants were surprised that their lady would eat it without checking for poison or make sure the food is good for human consumption.
"Hmm..? Hmm!!" The lady was skeptical at first but then she was assaulted by a cascade of flavor that seemed simple yet blended well with each other as she chewed some more. She had not eaten anything for two days of constant running and now she was chomping down on the sandwich like a starved person.
The knights and maids looked at each other and also took a bite making them close their eyes in appreciation to the simple yet flavorful meal.
The chickens raised their heads high like they were bragging and continued on with their day clucking about.
It was then Marc entered wearing only simple white pants and long sleeved shirt. He was only able to make proper clothes last six months after he finally made a successful loom.
He had used the fur from large rabbits as they were softer and easier to gather. But even then he only has made five pairs of clothing in the past months since he does not have much need to use more complicated clothing.
But now that he has guest he could not just go free balling it walking around half naked. But even when he is wearing very loose clothes his muscles and scars are very evident to the eyes of his guest.
Sending them a smile as he walked to the kitchen he took in a station and started cooking food for himself.
"Whoa… he's so peaceful looking…" a maid whispered as she looked at Marc in the kitchen.
He does not have a handsome face but rather has an even and rugged face with a thick beard and tall stature. His hair has been tied into a messy top knot and after a few minutes Marc walked out with his plate and joined in the seats with his guest.
Marc just smiled and gestured for them to continue on eating since the sandwich made was quite large for the normal person to eat.
He then nodded to the Lady who seemed to be the leader of the group and gestured to his chest as he said.
"Marc." Marc pointed at him then repeated his words.
The others looked at him since this was the first time he talked to them properly. He made a crude drawing in the table with his fingers of a stick person then made a circle around it and an arrow pointing at him.
"Marc." Marc pointed his finger at him then pointed his fingers to the Lady with a curious look as he raised his brows.
"Uhmm… Janice." The woman said as she pointed to herself understanding Marc was introducing himself.
Marc was a bit stunned on the inside at the english sounding name just smiled and ate in the table while looking at the others seemingly asking them what their names are.
Marc nodded after every time someone introduces themselves and finished his small breakfast.
Then after everyone was finished they seem to just stay seated as they waited for the host to stand up. Marc observed this and nodded seeing all had eaten already.
He then stood up making a gesture to follow him, the others saw this and nodded as they followed his lead walking out of the building.
Marc looked to his right and saw the Lady walking by his side making him smile a bit. He walked towards a direction and there he showed them the Large Pit where Marc kept unruly members of the town imprisoned.
He just showed them the cells of those that had attacked them and left them there after seeing the lady started to ask questions to the prisoners.
But before Marc left he looked at the youngest Maid making her scared and gestured for him to follow her.
She seemed scared as she looked at her Madame but somehow they talked to each other about something while the girl paled as she reluctantly followed behind him.
[Etra's POV]
(A/N: The youngest Maid of Lady Janice Harleigh)
'Om my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! Is the wild man going to eat me? No!!! I am not tasty at all!' I was totally panicking in my mind as I remembered my Lady's words.
"It seems he has something he needs from you, so please follow him since he is our host. I will make it up to you if he does something to you that might cause you dishonor." Lady Janice said as she looked unsurely towards me and towards the wildman Marc who still seemed stoic and expressionless.
"But what if he is going to violate me!?" I asked in fear.
"N-no he will not violate you… I think?" Janice looked at the other maids and it seems I was indeed the youngest and prettiest amongst other servants.
"Her Ladyship thinks? Boohooo I am going to be married off to a wild man!" I panicked more as I felt my chest stiffen up and was about to faint.
"Stop thinking weird stuff Etra!! Just calm down and try to do what he asks you to do and maybe just maybe we can get out alive from this accursed land." Janice looked at me in pity making me feel more scared, she saw how pitiful the state of our enemies yesterday as they seemed to have had their souls taken away from them.
"B-but… please my Lady you could send Auntie Marla since she seemed to like flirting with men!" I pointed out to my bustier colleague who has boobs like cow udders.
"Hey, why am I dragged into this?! And how dare you call me Auntie! I am only a few years older than you!" Marla was fuming at my words but I was in total panic that I said what I felt.
"Etra! Just focus, don't pull your mind into the gutter or else I will beat you senseless if you keep messing around." Lady Janice got a bit annoyed at me making me shrink back and reluctantly accept being taken by this macho wild man.
[10 minutes later]
"Eh?" I looked dumbly towards the tall Wildman as he kept pointing at a rock and kept looking back at me.
"Whut?" I was confused as he looked like an idiot child pointing at a useless rock.
"Are you dumb?" I asked as I was not thinking properly since I still felt the whole day was surreal.
"?" the Wildman tilted his head as he looked into my eyes, with his very clear caramel beautiful eyes.
"Whoa…" I was entranced as I looked into the light brown caramel eyes that stared at me very intently making me feel like he was going to push me down and take me right here.
*Bonk!*
"Ouch!!" I was waken up from my day dream as the Wildman hit me with a stick on my head and this time he pointed again to the rock.
"Why do you keep pointing at a rock for? Is the rock prettier than me? Stop pointing at the rock!" I was annoyed at how my expectations were totally opposite to what I had imagined happening
I had thought that maybe he had taken a liking to me and he will take my waist as we ride the legendary beast towards the open fields wearing golden armor and dress to the sunset.
"…rock…" there he goes again taking a liking to rocks.
"Yes yes it's a rock what so good about it?" I said annoyed but a thought suddenly hit me.
"Rock." He said it again but this time he smiled as he took out a leather parchment and wrote something with scribbles and lines I cannot understand.
I stood there stunned as he suddenly changed from pointing to a rock then pointing towards a tree.
"…tree." I said unsurely as I look at the Wildman.
"T-tree…" the Wildman then wrote again in the parchment and then it hit me like a six horsed carriage.
'He was trying to learn our language and I was being an idiot!! I am the Idiot whaaaaaa!!!!!!' I screamed in my mind as I realized I have been delusional from the start.
[3rd person POV]
One week passed by and Marc had been asking around the young maid who seemed to be an airheaded one in what were the words of certain things he pointed.
He had started to study their language and found that it somehow has used some sort of phonetic characters like Chinese. And every symbol or character has a different meaning, they do have quill pens in writing but Marc had started to make some rudimentary sentences together.
He was also taught by the one that called herself Lady Janice on how to write and read since they understood he was trying to learn their language.
Their grammars and sentence formations are vastly different from the English language grammar.
But there were similarities here and there, so other than getting taught their common tongue he also provided them shelter for the meantime and gave them poultices he had made to heal and recover.