The Festival

I blush bright red. "If that's a compliment, then…then thank you. You're not a pompous arrogant prick like your other men are. You're so much different and Understandable!."

He chuckles softly as he sets down his pipe to fetch his goblet of wine.

"I know,"

he simply says.

"And gods, I can't wait to fuck you. I've never done that! A desire to have a girl so bad because 'dey come to me willingly ."

I frown at him and show my teeth at him.

"You know what? I take back what I said about you."

"Relax!" he laughs.

"I was just jokin' with you."

I can feel myself relax as I let out a little breathy noise that passes for laughter. I slump against the wall too. "Cruel, King Cesar. Quite cruel…" I grab the pipe and inhale the smoke, trying to see if I could curl smoke out of my lips just like he did. Which I never tried before.

But instead, I do the opposite. I choke on the smoke, nearly killing myself and giving Cesar a heart attack. He started to rub my back

"You inhaled," he laughs. "Stup