Upon the request from Lesbon, Marina is summoned to the suite as an extra hand. Carrying an array of plates meant only to cater for the patron’s palate, she didn’t know this wasn’t a normal catering like before.
The moment she arrives with a number of silver plates, we must have been an odd sight to her, where the three of us are seated in the main living room of one Lesbon teasing a very aggravated Maex into oblivion, while I was sandwiched so close to Maex’s side with his arms protectively around me.
Her smirk wouldn’t drop even when we’re all convinced that the knights are too busy with their nightly visits with some of the girls outside. One of Marina’s special requests from our friends outside. She sits almost cautiously on the end of the couch, nearest to the human Lesbon. After p
