Chapter Fourteen

The room was square in shape with mirrors on the ceiling and at various points on the wall. There was even one beneath her feet. At least, it would have been had she not stepped over it.

“Is this what you do to supplement a mercenary’s meagre income in a time of peace?” she asked, in case anyone was listening.

“What do you think?”

If she was honest with herself, she couldn’t see him in such a role at all and yet, here he was. Here they were.

“So what happens now?”

“I further your education,” he told her, peeling himself away from the back wall and advancing towards her like a predator.

“Did you volunteer, or did he insist?”

“Be quiet, Mimi, and get down on your knees.” That was when he took out his cock. “Open your mouth, wide.”

She tried to remember her first time. Sanctioned by King Gregory and done to save her sister. Some of the women had gossiped about this sort of thing, comparing experiences with lovers, husbands and demanding palace guards. Maybe she should touch him first, as