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Chapter 7 by whizzper whizzper

Natia, or another character?

Natia Aeducan.

Thorvin looked over at his cleaner, Natia as she mopped up after another hard day in the Moon Knight Inn. He smiled at how, even after fourteen hours she still worked as though she just got on for the day. "Natia, my girl," the old man said, "I don't know how ye do it. Fourteen hours on yer feet and not an ounce of tiredness. Just like the day I hired ye, twenty five years ago."

Natia looked at her boss, "I guess that's the one thing I can be thankful for. Dwarves don't get really tired from work."

"And I guess the fact that you don't look a day older than when I hired ye is not something to be happy about? You will probably live another hundred eighty years and look young still."

Natia blushed, at once embarrassed and saddened that Thorvin was nearing the end of his alotted time and she was relatively at the beginning of hers. "Long life can be a curse. Dwarves have a hard time having children."

"This is true, but your birthday parties are some of the greatest I've ever seen!"

"Well...they're rare...It's why there are so few dwarves in Tharros, while we were the first race in the area."

"Tharros is Dwarven?"

"I don't think so, but dwarves were in this area first. Before Tharros."

"Interesting, learn something new each day. Anyway, watching you work so hard is getting me tired, so let's call it a night. You go to sleep."

Natia nodded and put away the mop and dumped the bucket. By the time she finished that Thorvin had already gone to bed with his wife. Natia looked around to see if...

"I said call it a night Natia!" Thorvin called from his room in the east side of the Inn.

Natia jumped at the voice and quickly picked up the candle lighting it in the big oil lamp the put out the lamp. Using the Candle light she walked towards her area.

She opened the door to her room to see, Sydney in her room. Thorvin's twenty year old grand daughter. And she had been crying.

"What's wrong, Sydney?" Natia asked the pretty petite blonde. Though petite is a relative term. She was short, only half a head taller than Natia, but she had a set of breasts that Natia loved. Natia considered herself well endowed there, but that's "for a dwarf", who are more well known for their asses.

"Siefried dumped me for Sorelia!"

How does Natia comfort Sydney?

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