You go with the flow.

As you fumble to find the seven silvers the guard places his strong hand on yours, “Don't bother, I have an apartment down the street you can just stay with me. They are way over priced here.”

She flashes an angry glare at him, “What are you trying to do. We are just trying to make a living you know.” Then she turns back to you asking, “You know he just wants to take you back to his place and fuck you right?”

“I guess.” You say, a bit surprised at just how meekly your reply sounded.

“You guess!” She yells. So what you want him to fuck you?” Glaring at you for a reply.

He laughs at the scene, “Ladies, ladies. You are causing a ruckus. I will have to arrest the both of you.” He says, smiling ear to ear, quite pleased with himself. Then turning to her he adds, “You could come along if you want. You know, to protect her of course.”

“Ya why don't you?” As you ask the question your cheeks flush red. Pulling out a pair of gold coins you add, “And bring a couple bottles of wine why don't ya.”

“Gold.” Is all she says, and snatches them from your fingers.

“You took the gold. You are coming. It's settled. Now let's go.” He states, turns around, and walks out the door.”

“Wait.” You call after him and follow along like a good little girl.

You don't make it five steps before you hear, “Wait.” From behind you as she scampers to catch up to you. “Don't say a word.” She warns you when she catches up. She hands you a bottle of wine before adding, “I am just going to keep an eye on you.” Several paces later she adds, “For your safety and all.”

About three blocks later he pulls open a wooden door beside a little shop with a sign that has a picture of a candle on it, and you hear his boots clunk up loose sounding wooden steps. The stairwell is dimly lit by a single lantern on the wall and as you look up you hear him clattering a key in a lock. He holds the door open for the two of you saying simply, “Ladies.” And motioning with his hand.

“Nice place.” You say immediately as if it was somehow required, but the simple one room loft style apartment is hardly that. There is a stove, a good sized bed that seems to be a wooden frame covered in furs, a small table with two wooden stools, and in the corner a little curtained off area you have to assume is some sort of bathroom. Other than a bunch of shelves, cupboards, and a second table against the wall with some kitchen utensils on it, that is pretty much all. He kicks off his boots after pulling the door shut behind the both of you and you notice the only thing that really stands out, in the center of the room, hanging on a string, is a glowing ball about an inch in diameter, that is clearly magic. “A magic light.” You say like an idiot and walk forward, arm outstretched like a curious child.

“Cost me two months salary, including combat bonuses, but I think it was worth it. Shall I open the wine.”

“Might as well.” The waitress answers, and you suddenly realize you don't even know either of their names. But should you even ask? Or just see what the night brings?