King Edward and Roland (A Fantasy Dynasty)

Somewhere in Itheria...

"Where's that serving girl?" Roland said, his voice a cartilaginous rumble.

"Why cousin, are you after your drink, or something sweeter?" Edward smirked. His own glass remained full, though wouldn't for long.

"You know me, Edward," the oversized sharklike mercenary said. "I can't get enough of those little blonde wenches. It must be in my blood.