Gondrick von Tharlskite....

'Gondrick von Tharlskite lord of Turitz and commandant of the city guards. I'm just calling him Mr. Fancy because that name is way too long to keep repeating. I zoned out of listening to his monologue while staring at Limira. If I was the type of person to think more with my libido I probably would have enslaved her instead of just making her my tour guide for a week.

Huh? What do you mean I never told you what she looks like. I thought I covered that yesterday. Fine, I'll give you her description.

She was a beautiful woman five foot ten inches tall, lovely smooth and clear skin that was just starting to show a tan from her work out in the sun. Long toned legs that led up to her tight heart-shaped ass. It looked like you could bounce a quarter off either cheek and get a dollar back. Her well toned waist and midriff, you could see her muscles contract when she moved. Forming up to her perfect D cup bust so firm and round without any sag to them. Anyone might have thought she was using magic to support them. An exquisitely shaped face with deep almond eyes you could get lost in and soft lips. All to be framed by her wonderful silver hair.

I was snapped out of my admiration of her features by the guard poking a hole in my arm with the tip of his sword and barking at me to answer Mr. Fancy. 'Deja vu part two' it seemed at the time. "My name is Rath Cambson, I'm from another world and was reincarnated here by God. When I woke up here Limira was …"

After explaining everything that happened up to that point and watching all the guards faces going white as ghosts, particularly the one that cut my arm. Mr. Fancy's face turned more and more sour and then suddenly he started to smile and I got the feeling he was up to something.