Chapter 7
Does she go with the man?
Yes
What other option did she have?
"That's very kind of you sir."
"Of course my dear, the least I can do for a damsel in distress such as yourself." The man led the way to a carriage signalling to the driver to head towards the Lusty Wench. Anna was suddenly struck by the fact that she had met this man in the Red Light District. For all his charm, she had a sneeking suspicion that he was not quite a nobel as he made out.
Opening the carriage door revealed a plush, red inside. Anna felt a hand placed on the small of her back urging her up into the seat. She was again very conscious of her rain soaked shirt. Her breasts were still quite visible, so she wrapped her arms around them in an attempt to maintain her modesty. If the man noticed he made no indication of it.
"My name is Percival," he said as he joined her inside the carriage. "I'm a cousin of the Duke," he sighed, "But I must admit that I spend most of my time ignoring my duties." Anna stayed silent, not wanting to speak in case he took offence. "So how did a beautiful woman like you end up soaked and alone in a place like this? And might I also get your name?"
"Anna. My village was destroyed by the Orc clan. I'm seeking refuge here."
"Oh my! You really are a damsel in distress, I'm sorry to hear about your village." Anna really wasn't sure what to say. She'd arrived only an hour or so ago and wasn't in the mood for small talk. Percival made no indication that she should fill the silence however, simply humming to himself and lounging on the opposite side of the carriage.
"The Lusty Wench for you my lord!" Came the call from the driver.
"Well, here we are," Percival opened the door to the carriage stepped down and held out his hand.
Realising she hadn't even thanked this man who had saved her, Anna cursed her lack of trust. Taking his hand and stepping from the carriage she curtsied, "Thank you my Lord."
"Oh come now, no need for that, it's the least I can do." Percival put his hand again in the small of her back, gently guiding her across the square they'd arrived at towards her destination. His hand was warm and firm, and looking at his face he was truly very handsome. He smelled just a little of ****, but mainly of a perfume. In her tiredness and lulled by Percival's charm, she almost didn't notice his hand slip slowly down until it rested on her bum. Anna stiffened immediately. "Is everything alright, Anna my dear?"
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Tavern Girl's Corruption
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This story is about women who work in fantasy taverns and are corrupted by a need to make ends meet.
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Updated on Sep 16, 2024
Created on Nov 21, 2023
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