Chapter 4

“No,” Carlo interrupted, laughing. “That was one of the few things I was looking forward to avoiding this year. Bad weather and Jaskier cosplayers. And Karens.” He grinned. “Though I know you were hoping to see some slutty Jaskier costumes.”

“His costume is already slutty!” Wes exclaimed. He had gone on this rant before, but the wine was going to his head and ever since Carlo had encouraged his interest in period costume Wes had taken more notice of certain nuances in the costuming of historic-themed shows and movies. “Walking around with his doublet open? It’s like wearing your shirt unbuttoned to show off your lacy bra and having your fly undone to show off the matching panties! No one would have dressed that way unless they wanted everyone to know they’re a slut!”

Carlo snickered. “And knowing that would have turned you on even though all the cosplayers would technically be modestly dressed?”

“No,” Wes insisted, crossing his arms with a pout.