Jon will just fuck it up eventually.

“I wouldn't worry to much. My brother will do something to fuck it up.” I shook my head. Jon Could be charming but he lacked follow through and typically failed more times then he actually managed to sleep with a woman. Granted if he had enough time he could probably convinced Arwyn to a one night stand but I doubt it would be tonight. Least I hoped not. “Plus you clearly have a few things Freya doesn't?”

“Such as.” Freya said as she scarfed down a spoonful of food. I didn't see how she could eat it cold.

“Those things for starters.” I glanced at her bosom. “Most men like them you know. Big.” I added with a shrug.

“Are you hitting on me?” Freya teased as she licked some food from her lips. She set the bowl down and stepped closer.

“No you are clearly to much woman for me to handle.” I said having to look up at her slightly as she was even a few inches taller then me. “I figured you be more into my oldest cousin then a guy like me anyways.”

“Why you are more then cute enough.” Freya teased as she leaned in close. “And typically I am the one who does the handling boy.” She reached down as her breasts brushed up against me and grabbed my crotch getting a good hold of my cock and balls. “Though clearly not a boy.” She teased as she rubbed her her fingers along the length of my dick through my pants.

“Will you stop.” I shook my head and pushed her hand away. Last thing I needed was someone to walk in and see her groping me.

“Spoil sport.” Freya grinned. “Fine. I will not call you boy no more.”

“Thanks.”

“Of course Mister Big.” Freya teased as she went back to eating.

“I swear.” I rolled my eyes and Freya laughed as she looked up from the bowl at me.

“You ever even touch a pair of breasts before Arwyn?” She joked.

“A friend who has breast pain from breast feeding.” I shrugged. That was not something I would get out of my head anytime soon.

“You can ease pain to?” Freya glanced up. “To bad you are burned out on magic.”

“Why? You have pain somewhere?” I said as I set a bowl aside out of the water. Despite Freya not doing anything to help me I liked having the company.

She reached back and brushed her hair aside and then pulled down the back of her collar to show off a recent wound that had closed but left a pretty recent scar. “Kobold jumped on my back and grabbed a handful of hair and stabbed me pretty deep in the back of the neck. Dirty little fuckers.” She smirked and went back to eating her food.

“Ouch. What did you do to him?” I asked knowing she was not the type to let something like being stabbed in the back go lightly.

“Ran backwards into a wall then stomped his little ass to **** when he fell off. I much rather fight a fucking human to a kobold or goblin. Fuckers fight dirty. Thankfully Arwyn knows her poisons because the little fucker laced his blade with something but they typically do.” I had read a bit on poison on the bridge but didn't recall much other then the name of the spell Purification to remove poisons and such. With any luck the only time I ever use it was to maybe cure a hangover as I doubt an adventurer could make it to me to receive healing for poison.

“It still bug you?” I asked.

“It was pretty deep. Arwyn stitched me up and slapped a poultice on it but it bugs me when I overdo it such as swinging my battle ax. Luckily I can take a break after this job with the coin we made.