The assassin's apprentice (Private)

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Gavin paused, working out what the kid had said. Then he burst out laughing.

"All right, that's my fault." He pulled a mock serious expression. "Listen. Say, May I please have the nightclothes?"

When the kid said the wrong sentence, he then noticed that Gavin had burst out laughing! He wondered what was so funny! He saw his funny expression and he heard what he needed to say. "Listen. Say, May I please have the nightclothes?" He repeated his sentence smiling. He the tried to take it.

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"Good boy," said Gavin, still grinning. He handed over the nightshirt. "Please is the magic word—just remember that."

Gavin turned to go. As he passed Leoden, he said in a low voice, "That child is adorable. Please don't be a brute to him."

Leoden stiffened. "If he's disobedient, he'll get what he's owed."

Gavin shrugged. "And if he's not disobedient, then... be nice." He leaned around the older man to look at Moira. "Hey, killer, you should ask Leo here for a bedtime story. He's a wonderful storyteller!"

Leoden aimed a swat at Gavin's head, but the squire was too quick. He danced out the door, grinning all the way, leaving Leoden glaring after him.

"Pain in the ass," he muttered. As the words left his lips, his eyes fell on little Moira. "Ass...piration. Pain in the aspiration. Er, it's a figure of speech. Ahem."

The child smiled and he took the nightshirt and he stripped of his clothes. He threw out on the cute nightshirt and he saw Gavin interact with the older man. He heard Gavin call him Killer which he wondered why. He heard about a bedtime story which sounded fun! He wanted that and he saw Leoden try to slap Gavin for his response. He heard the curse word and cocked his head to the side. “Aspiration? What’s that?” He asked and he then heard figure of speech which made him more confused. “Dinner ready yet?”