No one suspected a thing. I go on my days at the same pace I did back then, but I did feel a change. It feels lighter whenever I move and do the laundry and clean the room, while Maex is busy entertaining the patrons that are sure to still visit. Today, a woman of the most beautiful sheen of black hair and pink lips came to his suite doors in a white robe. It’s different from his other patrons, this one wasn’t hiding in the dark of the night, this was one who was actually proud to walk inside the brothel.
She’s human too. Not that all his patrons are Draconi, but this human acted so different from me and the others. She’s not like us at all, when most humans are reserved and almost sorry for their standings in life, the way she tilts her head when she speaks feels as if she’s used to look
