The Demon King Chronicles; Demon-Named
The Concierge
“Came all the way from Almada over thirty years back. It’s not like most taverns around, and it’s quite respected around these parts.”
“I don’t know what most taverns are like,” Kilvic said, honestly.
“You don’t?” Moss asked, appalled. “Then we best change that.” And with a clap of his hand, and a grin on his face, he headed up the stairs of the establishment. “And this is the best place to have your first experience.”
“Why is that?” Ariadne asked, following them reluctantly.
“Because,” Moss’ grin widened, “this, right here, is my turf.”
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