11-02-2022, 12:18 PM
And this exact situation was exactly why he was still unmarried at his age. Women were impossible. Not to mention, they never actually listened to what he said. All he'd said was that there couldn't be anything romantic between them but she blew it out of proportion - typical woman.
Then she decided to pay for his drinks, just because he'd paid her for her help. Could no one accept anything in this world? Astrid had already admitted to having a number of siblings. Could she not use the money for something more rational that having to get him back? Surely it would have been better spent on her responsibilities!
This was what he got for trying to be nice.
Of course, he hadn't known at the time that she'd had siblings. He just thought she could use a little reimbursement for her troubles. Technically the school year hadn't started yet so assisting him should have been no different than him paying her at the trading post. Would she not have charged him then? He highly doubted that she would have given him a freebie treatment.
Women!
Still, it wasn't in him to confront her on the matter. That would hardly be chivalrous. While it was a battle with his temper, of which he was notorious for, it was something Godric needed to work on. He certainly couldn't be snapping or absolutely losing said temper on his students. It simply wouldn't be fair to them, even if they might deserve it.
Godric was very tempted to stay and sink into the alcohol that would numb his anger. However, he knew by the time the alcohol took the edge off, he would be far too deep into his cups to function. The last thing he needed was to have someone send to the castle for assistance getting back. Still, what was one more...?
He had opened his mouth to order one when he noticed a few of the men get up and follow the healer out - a little too closely on her heels for his level of comfort. While it could very easily be a coincidence, Godric had learned to trust his instincts. It had kept himself and others safe on many occasions. Thus, he mumbled something to the barkeep and then stood up, stretching a bit. If the men decided to make a nuisance of themselves, he'd rather be ready for it. He reached for his side, realizing that he'd left his sword up at the castle.
Well, that was annoying. Still, if things got physical, maybe that activity would do what the alcohol couldn't. Fortunately he'd also left his cloak up at the castle so he'd have more freedom of movement. Oh yes, he might be unarmed but anyone who took him as helpless would do so to their detriment.
"Night," he said to the man behind the counter before crossing the room to leave. Even if he was wrong about the men's intention, Godric knew he should have offered to escort her up to the castle in the first place, his temper be damned. With his farewells complete, he headed out into the deep night, ready for anything.
Then she decided to pay for his drinks, just because he'd paid her for her help. Could no one accept anything in this world? Astrid had already admitted to having a number of siblings. Could she not use the money for something more rational that having to get him back? Surely it would have been better spent on her responsibilities!
This was what he got for trying to be nice.
Of course, he hadn't known at the time that she'd had siblings. He just thought she could use a little reimbursement for her troubles. Technically the school year hadn't started yet so assisting him should have been no different than him paying her at the trading post. Would she not have charged him then? He highly doubted that she would have given him a freebie treatment.
Women!
Still, it wasn't in him to confront her on the matter. That would hardly be chivalrous. While it was a battle with his temper, of which he was notorious for, it was something Godric needed to work on. He certainly couldn't be snapping or absolutely losing said temper on his students. It simply wouldn't be fair to them, even if they might deserve it.
Godric was very tempted to stay and sink into the alcohol that would numb his anger. However, he knew by the time the alcohol took the edge off, he would be far too deep into his cups to function. The last thing he needed was to have someone send to the castle for assistance getting back. Still, what was one more...?
He had opened his mouth to order one when he noticed a few of the men get up and follow the healer out - a little too closely on her heels for his level of comfort. While it could very easily be a coincidence, Godric had learned to trust his instincts. It had kept himself and others safe on many occasions. Thus, he mumbled something to the barkeep and then stood up, stretching a bit. If the men decided to make a nuisance of themselves, he'd rather be ready for it. He reached for his side, realizing that he'd left his sword up at the castle.
Well, that was annoying. Still, if things got physical, maybe that activity would do what the alcohol couldn't. Fortunately he'd also left his cloak up at the castle so he'd have more freedom of movement. Oh yes, he might be unarmed but anyone who took him as helpless would do so to their detriment.
"Night," he said to the man behind the counter before crossing the room to leave. Even if he was wrong about the men's intention, Godric knew he should have offered to escort her up to the castle in the first place, his temper be damned. With his farewells complete, he headed out into the deep night, ready for anything.
