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will leave you now to your beddin’ and sleep.”
    After she left the room, I climbed into the bed behind Missa. I kissed her gently on the neck and felt her relax into my embrace. “Sir, what is your name?”
    “Rhys.”
    I felt her tense up almost instantly. “Sir, your mama must have been a brave woman to name you after the legendary Warmage.”
    “Relax, Missa, nothing will hurt you tonight. I won’t allow it.”
    As she relaxed and drifted off to sleep, I looked pointedly at Likka.
    She sighed and sat up.
     

Chapter Two 
     
     
    I awoke in the morning with Missa still spooned up in front of me. I climbed carefully out of the bed, so as not to wake her.
    As I returned from the outhouse, she sat up in bed. “Good morning sir. I don’t want to leave but, I have morning duties in the common room.”
    I walked over and kissed her. “Thank you, Missa.”
    I got dressed in clean clothes and placed my weapons about me. Once I was ready and looked presentable, I headed down to the common room for breakfast.
    As I walked into the common room, a group of the young bargirls were standing with Missa to one side. They all started giggling as they looked at me. Trying not to show my slight embarrassment, I walked over to a table towards the back of the room. I no sooner had sat down when Missa came over with a platter with ham, eggs, bread and cheese on it. Peotter was behind her with a platter of raw meat for Likka. When Peotter stood up, I held out a gold coin to him. “As I promised. All my gear was there, as I requested.”
    He took the coin as he stared at me, then he clutched it in his hand and ran off to the back. Then the barman Kinal came over to the table with a pitcher of fresh squeezed orange juice and a glass. As he went to move away I set five more of the gold coins on the table, “I will be staying another day, if it is not an inconvenience for you.”
    “No inconvenience at all, sir,” he said, as the coins disappeared into his apron. He quickly walked away. I turned to look at Missa staring at me. “Would you like something?” I said as I pointed to the platter with more food on it than I could eat in a week.
    She smiled at me as she sat down in the chair beside me. “Sir, may I ask a favor of you?”, she whispered as she looked down.
    I reached out and cupped her chin as I held her face up and looked her in the eyes. “Missa, I have taken you to my bed. I believe you have earned the right to look me in the eye, and ask for what you want. The worst I will do to you is say no.”
    She smiled, “Would you purchase my mom for the night tonight, sir? I want her to feel what I felt, just once in her life.”
    “What is her name?”
    “Miska.”
    “Is she a bargirl, like you?”
    “She was, but the men say she is too old and ugly now.”
    “Will you ask her to come to me when she has a free moment, please? But before you do, why don’t you and the other girls over there help me eat this wonderful breakfast.”
    The other girls heard me and came walking over. I motioned for them to sit, and motioned for the barman to bring over more plates and such. Soon the girls were all eating and laughing. A little blue eyed blonde girl looked at me, “Is it true, sir, that you gave Missa so much pleasure, she passed out?”
    “I think Missa has been telling tales. What kind of man would be so mean as to pleasure a girl until she passed out?” I asked, arching an eyebrow.
    Missa looked up from her ham and said, “The best kind.”
    All the girls laughed.
    As we were all laughing and talking, Miska entered the room. I motioned with my hand for her to come and sit down. As she sat down, the barman brought over a plate and silverware