Let's Go

You feel you've overstayed your welcome. Best leave before the holy men run out of food and before your men get to agitated from doing menial chores for said holy men. The priest and monks seemed to have kept secret on your activities with the town's women. For your part, you have the women keep hidden until after you leave.

You and your retinue depart the monastery and the town early in the day after the first meal. You've spent about five days in the town. That's nearly a week worth of time wasted. But it's not all bad, you've gotten yourself some fun while you were there. Your men are none the wiser. Only time will tell if your seed to root in the women you bedded.

"My King," says Otto the lieutenant. "Are you all right?" He questions after seeing your pained face. You wince repeatedly despite your efforts not to. Your hips are killing you!

"I am fine, Otto. Thank you for your concern." You say with a pained smile. Otto nods, "If you say so, your highness. But please, do inform me if you are. There's nothing wrong with admitting pain."

"I will bare that in mind."

It is going to be a long trip to Toscana, you dread silently.