The turning point came when a massive Orc Chieftain cornered them in the Whispering Woods. Sir Hugh had managed to get himself knocked unconscious by a falling branch. Caspian stood between the Orc and a startled Beatrice, armed with nothing but a dented pot lid and a dull butter knife.
"I’m not much of a hero," Caspian yelled, his knees shaking. "But she's got a lot of reading to do, and you're in the way!" Love Esquire – RPG/Dating Sim/Visual Novel Free...
"Need a hand with those, milady?" Caspian asked, leaning against a pillar and trying to look more 'dashing' than 'exhausted servant.' The turning point came when a massive Orc
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. "I’m not much of a hero," Caspian yelled,
Over the next few weeks, Caspian played a dangerous game of multitasking. By day, he was in the mud, frantically tossing health potions to Sir Hugh during monster raids—literally staying alive by the skin of his teeth. By evening, he was "borrowing" the finest wines from the castle cellar to share with Beatrice during her late-night study sessions.