Crossing the Line

“....”

The vow to live in chastity, to remain celibate until death.

Calix buried his face in both hands, as if trying to hide the burning red creeping up his neck.

That was answer enough.

“No way... You?”

Carlos couldn’t finish the sentence.

He just swallowed hard, his throat dry.

What the hell was he supposed to tell the rest of the Paladins?

They were waiting for Calix’s decision—faithfully, stubbornly—and now this?

Carlos didn’t blame him. Not even a little.

Calix wasn’t a holy knight anymore—he was no longer bound by the vow of chastity.

Losing his purity wasn’t a sin.

Still....

“I really thought you’d stay a virgin forever,” Carlos said helplessly.

“Shut up....”

“I mean, most squires get out once they’re old enough to marry, but you? I thought you were serious. Like, lifetime serious.”

“I said shut up.”

Calix finally lifted his head, his entire face flushed red up to his ears.

He dragged both hands roughly down his face and pushed himself to his feet.