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    It started as a drunken challenge, a simple ‘think you can keep quiet?’ that Hans then carelessly escalated, all puffed up with pride and brazen bravado. He wouldn’t be able to keep quiet? Who did Henry think he was? No, he would manage to both keep himself quiet and composed, ‘you can fuck me against this window and I will prove it to you!’

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    Hans tries to keep quiet as Henry fucks him against the window of their bedroom

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    14 Mar 2026

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    He wishes he didn’t know. Oh, fucking hell, how he wishes he didn’t know.

    His life would be so much easier, so much more straight forward and less goddamn distracting if he didn’t know.

    But no. Oh, no, he just had to ask the bloody smart-mouthed, rat-arsed peasant, to join him in the fucking baths.

    And now Hans is being fucking haunted.

     

    - In which Hans makes an unexpected discovery about Henry, and it throws him for a loop.-

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    14 Mar 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 62

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    A look at Henry and Hans's relationship through the lens of sacks (or: Five times Hans struggles to express his feelings and the one time he succeeds).

    “Why?” Hans scoffs. “Because I’m useless? A piece of noble scenery, good for a wedding or a ransom and nothing fucking else. If only I was a blacksmith’s boy, right? Or a Jew. No one would think twice about having me along then. We’d go off on this ridiculous suicide mission, and if I got caught, it wouldn’t fucking matter.”
    Henry snorts. “That’s the dumbest thing that’s ever come out of your mouth. And I have a damned long list.” He takes a step forward, eyes liquid in the orange candlelight. “What do you think happens to soldiers in war, my Lord? To the peasants, and the bastards, and the blacksmith’s boys? The ones without blue blood and silver armour?”
    “I –” Hans swallows. “I suppose –”
    “No one has to worry about them getting ransomed, aye. But that’s because they get fucking killed instead. They get stabbed and gutted. Shot. Beheaded. Hanged.” Henry huffs a breath. Gentles. “I’m sure you’d make a fair corpse, Sir Hans, but I’d rather not test that theory.”

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    13 Mar 2026

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    Sir Hans finally fixed his eyes on Henry, and he wore the conspiratorial smile that always made the hair on Henry’s neck stand up. “I’m here to rescue you!”

    “Uh.” From the pigs? They actually weren’t bad company, except for the… well, the shit. “From what, sir?”

    The lord rolled his eyes, as though it were obvious. “From boredom, Hal.”

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    Henry helps Hans woo a new "true love" and definitely doesn't feel any sort of way about it.

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    10 Mar 2026

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    Henry’s day is ruined when an arrogant, rich prick in a Jag rear-ends him. His nights are ruined when he begins to have frighteningly realistic dreams about waking up in bed with that same rich prick in a medieval war camp.

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