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I felt the blood drain from my face as I stared at him in horror.

“Your...wife?” I started shaking, I pulled away from him and leaned against the wall of the tent.

I felt my stomach lurch, I gagged at the thought of being married to this man.

My heart started to splinter as the words settled in, repeatedly stabbing me.

The idea of losing my place in the brotherhood was too much. I loved the brotherhood like I did my sister, it was my only real home.

I opened my mouth to scream but nothing came out. I let myself slide down the wall of the tent.

I wanted to sob but was too numb from the pain and fear of what was going to happen. Instead I pulled my knees up to my chest and raked a hand through my hair, then started an old habit: Plucking it out.

I felt a hand grab my wrist, breaking me out of my shell of despair.

I yanked my wrist away and glared up at him, now his eyes were nearly a sapphire color.
They were full of concern and worry, the exact opposite of what they had been just minutes ago.

I managed to collect myself and get a few breaths before speaking.

“Get the fuck away.” I said coldly, unable to look at him.

He didn’t budge instead he placed a hand on my shoulder, I jerked away from his touch and pulled my sorry ass self off the ground.

I gripped my holotags tight in my hands like it was a rosary and I was a desperate sinner.

I could feel his eyes on me, watching me as I paced and finally he sighed and spoke to me.

“Unless...You can cure Lord Caesar of his afflictions.”

I snapped my head up and stared at him, had he really said that?

“What's wrong with him?”

Inculta casted his eyes down to the ground and then back up at me.

“According to a rather trusted Followers doctor by name of Arcade Gannon, lord Caesar is suffering from a tumor. He is often over taken by these agonizing headaches and sometimes it's like he's lost his mind. I'm worried about him.”

“And where do I come into play?”

“You're going to help us get an auto doc or find someone who can help the Follower with this surgery, if you decide to pursue this task.”

I sat down in the chair and blew out some air.

I groaned and held my head in my hands.
I could only think of a few people with such capabilities, all of which were located on the east coast.

“Knight Cade?....no he's not a surgeon. Doctor Li?...what about Dr. Henry?..or maybe even-” my mumbling was interrupted by a fly buzzing in my ear.

Startled, I went to punch it and fell out of the chair.

“I'm so fucked…” I mumbled into the dust, I heard Inculta walk towards me his boots crunching into the dirt.

“It seems your lack of hygiene has attracted a follower.”

I looked up at him, he held out his hand. I scrunched my nose up at his offering and attempted to pull myself off the ground.

I lost my balance trying to swat at the insistent fly, I fell forward right into Inculta's chest, he smelled like leather, campfire smoke and an almost undetectable amounts of body odor that was uniquely him.

He chuckled as I pushed myself backwards away from him.

I blushed and crossed my arms,
He sighed and gave me a crooked smile, one that I had never seen before.

“If you wish you can bathe in the river, or I can have a slave draw you up a bathe...in here?” He purred the last part almost suggestively,

“I'll take the river thanks, but I do need more-”

“Clothes? I'll send a slave out to get them. We have a few items in your size, the choices are slim but they'll do.” He turned on his heel and left.

The second he was gone I let out a sigh of relief and with some effort I dragged myself over to his bed and sat down on it. Not giving a shit if I got dust on it or not.

Pulling up my pip-boy, I scrolled through my inventory till I found what I was looking for.

After selecting the object, a ding was heard. I smiled as I looked to my left and picked the object up.

Worn and faded, the picture of me and my sister on the day of our promotions from star Paladin and Lancer-aspirant to Sentinel and Lancer-initiate, was one of my most beloved pictures.

Behind us was in the faded photo was The High Elder Arthur Maxson and off to the left side of the Elder was proctor Ingram and to the right was Proctor Quinlan. It was one of the few pictures I had of my sister and those that mattered most to me, and one the even rarer pictures of Proctor Quinlan smiling.

I smiled and wiped away a tear as it slipped from my eye.

I felt my bottom lip quiver as heart break settled in, I felt sick to my stomach at the thought of never seeing my friends or family again.

“Now isn't the time to cry soldier.” I whispered to myself as I wiped the tears away.

I was startled by the rustling of the tent flaps announcing Inculta’s arrival and in a panicked haste I shoved the picture under Inculta's pillow. Not realizing my mistake until it was too late to get it out.

His face darken when he saw that I had been crying, he sighed and handed me a small pile of clothes and a towel.

“It's the best I could find on short notice, I hope they're okay. Are you ready to bathe?”

I nodded, he took my elbow and lead me outside down to the river's edge, legionaries roamed the area and gas lanterns gave off some light.

For a moment we both stood there looking at each other awkwardly.

He broke the silence first by letting go of my elbow.

“I will be...right over there by the rocks or if you want I could stay and-”

“I can bathe myself thanks and don't worry I won't runaway...I think. Dying does sounds wonderful though.” He shook his head and turned my Pip-boy light on for me.

“I know you won't run off besides we have patrols with dogs all over this canyon. But if you need me, I'll be close by.”

“Thanks, I guess.” He nodded and walked away.

I sighed and began undressing, not caring if anyone saw me naked or not. Living in a bunker with 70 other people gets you use to seeing and being around naked bodies

I pulled my shampoo and body wash out of my pip boy and slowly waded into the water.

It wasn't too bad as far as temperature was concerned.As long as I kept out of the deeper spots, I stayed warm.

I sighed happily as I washed myself clean, the familiar scent of my shampoo and body wash help eased my stress levels.

After cleaning I floated on my back for a minute or two so I could look up at the sky.
I flipped over onto my stomach and noticed something shiny at the bottom of the river.

I used my pip-boy to search the bottom of the river. I was slightly disappointed by finding nothing more than few legion coins and Half eaten potato. Bored with my search I swam back up to the surface where I soon noticed lights coming from the top of the canyon wall opposite of me. I could make out the silhouettes of people moving around.

Grabbing a pair of binoculars out of my pip-boy and looked at the spot I had seen the figures.

And with the night vision filter, I was able to clearly make out 4 legionaries watching me. One of the men was stroking himself, disgusted I put my stuff back into my inventory and climbed out of the water.

I dried off and put on a simple brown tunic over my bralette and panties. I pulled on a pair of what would have been called Converses in the pre war days without any socks.

Behind me something splashed in the water. Curious I went to investigate and As I reached down into the shallow water to grab the object, another object splashed beside me.

Coins….

I stood up and flipped the legionaries off, earning a slew of insults to my back as I walked away.

Ahead of me, stood Inculta. Leaning up against a rock and chatting with the guards.

He smirked when he saw me, the guard next to him whistled.

“Damn what don’t those Brotherhood profligates have?” The guard said checking me out.

“At the moment, her.” He said ruffling my hair.
I smacked his hand away, I gave him a grumpy pout.

He snickered and gently took my elbow.

“Have a nice evening Patrikios. I bid you Vale.”

“Vale my amicus, have fun with your prize. Try not to kill this one.”

I looked Inculta in confusion,

“Don't worry about that Lepus, let's go enjoy dinner.”

“Actually I really have to pee, dinner can wait. My bladder however cannot.”

He blushed and let go of me, letting me walk freely.

“The officers restroom is right behind the weather station.”

“I think I can find it...by myself.”

Inculta shook his head,
“I'm not allowing you to wander from my sights.”

“I won't try to-”

“I'm aware of this, but it is your safety that I'm concerned for, not your loyalty.”

“Umm doesn't everyone know I'm kinda well...off limits?” It felt awkward to be saying this, really it did.

“Yes but that doesn't stop the young and less than Intelligent legionaries from trying to grab a quick bite. Or stop a jealous wife or slave from attacking you.”

I raised an eyebrow at him

“Jealous wife or slave?”

Inculta nodded

“You are lucky to be favored by Caesar, you have much better treatment than most if not all of the women here.”

“Is that why I got the dirty bitch look from that woman in Caesar's tent today?”

“Partially, you see that woman was Caesar’s most prized slave, Arabella. He has loaned her out to me per say many times before and she believes me to be her Domine as well as Lord Caesar but I am not her’s and never will be. She has a tendency to spread her legs behind Lord Caesar’s back for me. She’s a whore...”

“Oh okay..” for some reason this information didn't sit quite right with me, making me uneasy and something I couldn’t quite identify.

My unease was soon replaced with relief as I saw the weather station just ahead.

“Go ahead, I’ll be right around the corner.” I ran ahead and into the dimly lit 3 stall bathroom.
I sighed with absolute joy as I relieved my bowels and bladder, and the fact that there was working toilets and a sink with running water.

After cleaning myself up, I headed outside. Just as I rounded the corner I heard Inculta talking to someone. I stopped and pressed myself up against the wall, listening in.

“Please remove your hands from me Arabella.”

“Oh come on now Domine, you know you’re in need of... release. I can feel it, you’re so tense and so..erect” I heard Inculta growl and Arabella moan, the situation was making something inside me stir, it was same that feeling of unease that I had felt earlier on the same topic.

I turned to head back into the bathroom to escape the situation when I heard the distinct sound of someone being slammed against the wall and being choked.

“That enough WOMAN! Next I will give it to you and make sure everyman in this camp does too. I’ve had enough this immoral sinful whorish behavior of yours. I am taking you back to Caesar and telling him about your little discrepancies.”

There was a thud and the sound of boots connecting with ribs, I jumped and fled to the bathroom. Seconds after I entered, I heard Inculta knock on the door, his knock was surprisingly soft for how infuriated he was.
“Lepus, are you okay?” The rage in his voice was undetectable to the untrained ear, but to me it was crystal clear like the sobbing from outside the bathroom.

“I’m-m fine. Is everything okay?” I went to open the door and found Inculta standing directly infront of it, in his iron grip was the wrist of a bruised and beaten Arabella.

She glared at me, bitterness in her eyes. I looked back at Inculta for explanation, he sighed and looked down at the woman at his feet.

“This what I meant by she’s a whore. She’s no better than the dissolute women from Nipton. Now it’s time Caesar learns the truth and she-” He kicked the slave’s stomach making her yelp.
“Learns her lesson.”

I didn’t know what to say, so I stood there like a deer in the headlights, froze with eyes wide open.

Inculta reached out for me but I stepped out of his grasp, I knew underneath that mask, that facade was a raging animal.

“It’s okay Lepus I will not harm you.”
I looked into his eyes, they were a dark blue, that same sapphire color as before and right now I was walking a thin line by disobeying him, a line not worth walking.

I stepped forward and allowed him to grabbed my elbow.

His grip was tighter than usual but not painful, not bone crushing like the grip he had on Arabella.

“Do you wish to wait for me at the tent or would you like to accompany me to Caesar’s tent?” His voice shook with rage, causing a part of me to feel terrified for the woman with her wrist in his bone snapping
Grip.

“Tent please.” I whispered quietly, he nodded and started leading me to his tent.
The slave he dragged behind him. Sobbing.

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I felt the blood drain from my face as I stared at him in horror.

“Your...wife?” I started shaking, I pulled away from him and leaned against the wall of the tent.

I felt my stomach lurch, I gagged at the thought of being married to this man.

My heart started to splinter as the words settled in, repeatedly stabbing me.

The idea of losing my place in the brotherhood was too much. I loved the brotherhood like I did my sister, it was my only real home.

I opened my mouth to scream but nothing came out. I let myself slide down the wall of the tent.

I wanted to sob but was too numb from the pain and fear of what was going to happen. Instead I pulled my knees up to my chest and raked a hand through my hair, then started an old habit: Plucking it out.

I felt a hand grab my wrist, breaking me out of my shell of despair.

I yanked my wrist away and glared up at him, now his eyes were nearly a sapphire color.
They were full of concern and worry, the exact opposite of what they had been just minutes ago.

I managed to collect myself and get a few breaths before speaking.

“Get the fuck away.” I said coldly, unable to look at him.

He didn’t budge instead he placed a hand on my shoulder, I jerked away from his touch and pulled my sorry ass self off the ground.

I gripped my holotags tight in my hands like it was a rosary and I was a desperate sinner.

I could feel his eyes on me, watching me as I paced and finally he sighed and spoke to me.

“Unless...You can cure Lord Caesar of his afflictions.”

I snapped my head up and stared at him, had he really said that?

“What's wrong with him?”

Inculta casted his eyes down to the ground and then back up at me.

“According to a rather trusted Followers doctor by name of Arcade Gannon, lord Caesar is suffering from a tumor. He is often over taken by these agonizing headaches and sometimes it's like he's lost his mind. I'm worried about him.”

“And where do I come into play?”

“You're going to help us get an auto doc or find someone who can help the Follower with this surgery, if you decide to pursue this task.”

I sat down in the chair and blew out some air.

I groaned and held my head in my hands.
I could only think of a few people with such capabilities, all of which were located on the east coast.

“Knight Cade?....no he's not a surgeon. Doctor Li?...what about Dr. Henry?..or maybe even-” my mumbling was interrupted by a fly buzzing in my ear.

Startled, I went to punch it and fell out of the chair.

“I'm so fucked…” I mumbled into the dust, I heard Inculta walk towards me his boots crunching into the dirt.

“It seems your lack of hygiene has attracted a follower.”

I looked up at him, he held out his hand. I scrunched my nose up at his offering and attempted to pull myself off the ground.

I lost my balance trying to swat at the insistent fly, I fell forward right into Inculta's chest, he smelled like leather, campfire smoke and an almost undetectable amounts of body odor that was uniquely him.

He chuckled as I pushed myself backwards away from him.

I blushed and crossed my arms,
He sighed and gave me a crooked smile, one that I had never seen before.

“If you wish you can bathe in the river, or I can have a slave draw you up a bathe...in here?” He purred the last part almost suggestively,

“I'll take the river thanks, but I do need more-”

“Clothes? I'll send a slave out to get them. We have a few items in your size, the choices are slim but they'll do.” He turned on his heel and left.

The second he was gone I let out a sigh of relief and with some effort I dragged myself over to his bed and sat down on it. Not giving a shit if I got dust on it or not.

Pulling up my pip-boy, I scrolled through my inventory till I found what I was looking for.

After selecting the object, a ding was heard. I smiled as I looked to my left and picked the object up.

Worn and faded, the picture of me and my sister on the day of our promotions from star Paladin and Lancer-aspirant to Sentinel and Lancer-initiate, was one of my most beloved pictures.

Behind us was in the faded photo was The High Elder Arthur Maxson and off to the left side of the Elder was proctor Ingram and to the right was Proctor Quinlan. It was one of the few pictures I had of my sister and those that mattered most to me, and one the even rarer pictures of Proctor Quinlan smiling.

I smiled and wiped away a tear as it slipped from my eye.

I felt my bottom lip quiver as heart break settled in, I felt sick to my stomach at the thought of never seeing my friends or family again.

“Now isn't the time to cry soldier.” I whispered to myself as I wiped the tears away.

I was startled by the rustling of the tent flaps announcing Inculta’s arrival and in a panicked haste I shoved the picture under Inculta's pillow. Not realizing my mistake until it was too late to get it out.

His face darken when he saw that I had been crying, he sighed and handed me a small pile of clothes and a towel.

“It's the best I could find on short notice, I hope they're okay. Are you ready to bathe?”

I nodded, he took my elbow and lead me outside down to the river's edge, legionaries roamed the area and gas lanterns gave off some light.

For a moment we both stood there looking at each other awkwardly.

He broke the silence first by letting go of my elbow.

“I will be...right over there by the rocks or if you want I could stay and-”

“I can bathe myself thanks and don't worry I won't runaway...I think. Dying does sounds wonderful though.” He shook his head and turned my Pip-boy light on for me.

“I know you won't run off besides we have patrols with dogs all over this canyon. But if you need me, I'll be close by.”

“Thanks, I guess.” He nodded and walked away.

I sighed and began undressing, not caring if anyone saw me naked or not. Living in a bunker with 70 other people gets you use to seeing and being around naked bodies

I pulled my shampoo and body wash out of my pip boy and slowly waded into the water.

It wasn't too bad as far as temperature was concerned.As long as I kept out of the deeper spots, I stayed warm.

I sighed happily as I washed myself clean, the familiar scent of my shampoo and body wash help eased my stress levels.

After cleaning I floated on my back for a minute or two so I could look up at the sky.
I flipped over onto my stomach and noticed something shiny at the bottom of the river.

I used my pip-boy to search the bottom of the river. I was slightly disappointed by finding nothing more than few legion coins and Half eaten potato. Bored with my search I swam back up to the surface where I soon noticed lights coming from the top of the canyon wall opposite of me. I could make out the silhouettes of people moving around.

Grabbing a pair of binoculars out of my pip-boy and looked at the spot I had seen the figures.

And with the night vision filter, I was able to clearly make out 4 legionaries watching me. One of the men was stroking himself, disgusted I put my stuff back into my inventory and climbed out of the water.

I dried off and put on a simple brown tunic over my bralette and panties. I pulled on a pair of what would have been called Converses in the pre war days without any socks.

Behind me something splashed in the water. Curious I went to investigate and As I reached down into the shallow water to grab the object, another object splashed beside me.

Coins….

I stood up and flipped the legionaries off, earning a slew of insults to my back as I walked away.

Ahead of me, stood Inculta. Leaning up against a rock and chatting with the guards.

He smirked when he saw me, the guard next to him whistled.

“Damn what don’t those Brotherhood profligates have?” The guard said checking me out.

“At the moment, her.” He said ruffling my hair.
I smacked his hand away, I gave him a grumpy pout.

He snickered and gently took my elbow.

“Have a nice evening Patrikios. I bid you Vale.”

“Vale my amicus, have fun with your prize. Try not to kill this one.”

I looked Inculta in confusion,

“Don't worry about that Lepus, let's go enjoy dinner.”

“Actually I really have to pee, dinner can wait. My bladder however cannot.”

He blushed and let go of me, letting me walk freely.

“The officers restroom is right behind the weather station.”

“I think I can find it...by myself.”

Inculta shook his head,
“I'm not allowing you to wander from my sights.”

“I won't try to-”

“I'm aware of this, but it is your safety that I'm concerned for, not your loyalty.”

“Umm doesn't everyone know I'm kinda well...off limits?” It felt awkward to be saying this, really it did.

“Yes but that doesn't stop the young and less than Intelligent legionaries from trying to grab a quick bite. Or stop a jealous wife or slave from attacking you.”

I raised an eyebrow at him

“Jealous wife or slave?”

Inculta nodded

“You are lucky to be favored by Caesar, you have much better treatment than most if not all of the women here.”

“Is that why I got the dirty bitch look from that woman in Caesar's tent today?”

“Partially, you see that woman was Caesar’s most prized slave, Arabella. He has loaned her out to me per say many times before and she believes me to be her Domine as well as Lord Caesar but I am not her’s and never will be. She has a tendency to spread her legs behind Lord Caesar’s back for me. She’s a whore...”

“Oh okay..” for some reason this information didn't sit quite right with me, making me uneasy and something I couldn’t quite identify.

My unease was soon replaced with relief as I saw the weather station just ahead.

“Go ahead, I’ll be right around the corner.” I ran ahead and into the dimly lit 3 stall bathroom.
I sighed with absolute joy as I relieved my bowels and bladder, and the fact that there was working toilets and a sink with running water.

After cleaning myself up, I headed outside. Just as I rounded the corner I heard Inculta talking to someone. I stopped and pressed myself up against the wall, listening in.

“Please remove your hands from me Arabella.”

“Oh come on now Domine, you know you’re in need of... release. I can feel it, you’re so tense and so..erect” I heard Inculta growl and Arabella moan, the situation was making something inside me stir, it was same that feeling of unease that I had felt earlier on the same topic.

I turned to head back into the bathroom to escape the situation when I heard the distinct sound of someone being slammed against the wall and being choked.

“That enough WOMAN! Next I will give it to you and make sure everyman in this camp does too. I’ve had enough this immoral sinful whorish behavior of yours. I am taking you back to Caesar and telling him about your little discrepancies.”

There was a thud and the sound of boots connecting with ribs, I jumped and fled to the bathroom. Seconds after I entered, I heard Inculta knock on the door, his knock was surprisingly soft for how infuriated he was.
“Lepus, are you okay?” The rage in his voice was undetectable to the untrained ear, but to me it was crystal clear like the sobbing from outside the bathroom.

“I’m-m fine. Is everything okay?” I went to open the door and found Inculta standing directly infront of it, in his iron grip was the wrist of a bruised and beaten Arabella.

She glared at me, bitterness in her eyes. I looked back at Inculta for explanation, he sighed and looked down at the woman at his feet.

“This what I meant by she’s a whore. She’s no better than the dissolute women from Nipton. Now it’s time Caesar learns the truth and she-” He kicked the slave’s stomach making her yelp.
“Learns her lesson.”

I didn’t know what to say, so I stood there like a deer in the headlights, froze with eyes wide open.

Inculta reached out for me but I stepped out of his grasp, I knew underneath that mask, that facade was a raging animal.

“It’s okay Lepus I will not harm you.”
I looked into his eyes, they were a dark blue, that same sapphire color as before and right now I was walking a thin line by disobeying him, a line not worth walking.

I stepped forward and allowed him to grabbed my elbow.

His grip was tighter than usual but not painful, not bone crushing like the grip he had on Arabella.

“Do you wish to wait for me at the tent or would you like to accompany me to Caesar’s tent?” His voice shook with rage, causing a part of me to feel terrified for the woman with her wrist in his bone snapping
Grip.

“Tent please.” I whispered quietly, he nodded and started leading me to his tent.
The slave he dragged behind him. Sobbing.