Ch. 25: You're the Worst Princess and My Favorite

Hayward was not nearly as well behaved as he should have been. The wine had kicked in, dulling the pain a little and weakening his inhibitions as well. Her, in that dress, fondling him a bit while helping him change pants? He was going to react, at least a little.

Perhaps more than a little. His good arm reached out and grabbed the front of her dress. He pulled her into another deep, passionate kiss. For once, though, it was brief. He let go and followed directions, groaning a little as he scooted back onto the bed. “Ooh... that hurt. Worth it, though.” He winked playfully at her and settled down.

Feeling more comfortable, he once again patted the bed next to him. “So, you said the mines are more interesting than the town. That doesn’t take much, I suppose, but I always think of mines as, well, just deep holes in the ground. What makes them so interesting?” he asked. He was still thinking of going to see t