“It’s just a scratch,” Guy said, stepping towards her kitchen door. He pushed some of large animals out of the lady’s way. “The vermin was too small to do any real damage. I think my shirt took most of the damage.” He brushed his fingers over the tear in his clothing. He really had no idea where he could find someone to mend it here.
He still wasn’t convinced that all these animals are as harmless as the lady seemed to think they were. But from the way she talked, Guy would assume she was from those Vikings that had invaded his country all those years ago. Guy recognized the Danish sounds to some of the words and names she was using. However, he did not think she was quite as fierce as the Danes of old.
He glanced out the window and noticed that most of the bigger animals seemed to have moved off. That was a good thing. The knight was not as convinced as the lady seemed to be that these animals were harmless. He was glad to see the end of them.
“I thank you for your kindness, my lady,” he said, removing his gloves an unfastening his shirt. “I think the danger is passing.”