Leonidas was filled with anger, who thought that bitch who she was? She refused his offer, before he could give it to her. She had slammed the door in his face as soon he lowered himself on one knee. He almost kicked the door from the Red Room open.

"Gaston, one big pint of your finest ale." The barman nodded as Leonidas sat down at one of the barstools. Snapping to every woman that came too close, he didn't want any of their pity. 

"Here you go, master Muliades." Gaston put down the pint and Leonidas picked it up and drunk it. 

"Another." He said a bit loudly when he slammed the pint back on the bar. Gaston shrugged, grabbed the wooden cup and filled it. What Leonidas did not see was that Gaston added some water to the ale. 

"Tough night, master." Leonidas nodded and drank the ale, this time slowly. 

"I asked a girl to marry me, at least that was the plan. But that woman had the nerve to slam the door in my face, before I could pop the question." Gaston sighed. 

"Sorry to hear that, master. Who was the lucky lady, who catch your attention?" Leonidas took another sip of ale. 

"Raven Spargo." Gaston's eyebrows shot up. 

"Raven Spargo, you mean Alexander Spargo's bastard daughter? Not to mansion his favorite daughter." Leonidas nodded. Gaston shrugged again. 

"Well, I can't say that I blame you, master. She is a beautiful young lady." Leonidas needed no reminder over Raven's appearance. He had eyes, he had seen her. 

"Master, there are a lot of girls who are willingly spread their legs for you. Why not take one of those?" Leonidas frowned. 

"Because those girls do not have what I need." Gaston nodded and walked away to help another guest. 

"What can I give you, misteres." Leonidas was surprised by hearing this title, that meant that there was a female guest instead of the regular male guests. He looked towards the woman that was standing next to him and to his shock he knew her.

"Eliana, what are you doing here." He looked at her, her mother would most defiantly faint if she saw her oldest daughter walking in this dress. But it suited her somehow, she looked at him with her hazelnut brown eyes. The same color as Raven's eyes. 

"A glass of red, will do, Gaston. And do not water it down. Like you did with his drink." She motioned with her head to him, and he looked surprised at his ale. It didn't taste any different, so he took another sip. Gaston put down the crystal glass of his finest red on the bar, and she took a sip. "Hmm, perfect." She looked at him. "And to answer your question, I am here to apologize for my half  sister. My mother taught her a lesson, that she will not forget anytime soon." Somehow he was glad to hear that. His eyes wandered away from her eyes towards the dress she was wearing. It revealed a lot, her breasts almost popped out of her corset. Not that he complained, but it made him very... He thought about it for a moment. Maybe he was blinded by Raven's appearance, and maybe Eliana was the perfect girl for him after all. There was only one way to find that out. But if he did that he had to marry her, well Raven had refused him. He bowed towards her. 

"I have rented a room here. Shall we take this conversation upstairs?" She smiled, and took another sip of her red wine. Slowly building up the suspense. 

"You know what, why not." She laid down her gold pieces to pay for her wine. He did the same for his ale.

*******

Leonidas closed the door of his room, it was not much, but it was still comfortable. With a two-person bed and a chest to put in his cloths. Not that he used it that often for that purpose. Eliana looked around and sighed, it was maybe not the kind of room she would have expected, but it would do. She came towards him until they almost touched each other. 

"Please, master, have patience with me." She whispered against his skin. He groaned, he did not know what patience was. He laid his hands on her shoulders and shoved the thin pieces of fabric to the side. Landing his lips on hers, taking away for her any opportunity to change her mind. His hands lowered themselves to her corset, skillfully he untied the cords and the piece of fabric fell on the ground. His hands covered her small, but perfect shaped breasts. He groaned again and forced her towards the bed.

******

Leonidas needed to catch his breath. This young lady knew what she was doing. He looked over his shoulder to her white skin that at the moment was covered in pearls of sweat. Her charcoal hair, was a bit of a mess. Which was not surprising after that ride, she was most defently not a virgin. She knew how to ask for more and even at one point took over the reins. Not even the most skillfully whore had menaced to do that, at least not with him. His gaze went over her body towards her face, she was smiling at him. 

"Did you enjoy yourself, master?" Did she really need to ask? She pushed herself up until her face was near his. Her soft lips stock over his cheeks. "I can give you this kind of pleasure every night. If you want me to." Her warm body made it difficult to think straight. But even so he liked that prospect of getting this every night, and not that he had much choice. 

"And what if you are pregnant?" He wanted to know what she would say. 

"Well, then we can find you a nice whore, but you are going to use protection when you are going to screw her. I do not want to end up with a child that is not mine." He had to admit that seemed fair. His gaze went once again over her naked body, why did he not see before that she was this beautiful? Maybe it was the alcohol clouding speaking, or his lust for more. 

"Marry me, Eliana. And I will give you everything you want." She smiled for a short moment.

"Everything?" He nodded, his arms wrapped around her. She let him be, and kissed his shoulder. "Really everything." If he was not drunk, he had heard the tone in her voice. 

"Yes, name it." She pulled away from him and looked him deep in the eyes.
"I want Raven." He frowned for a short moment, did she want her sister? The frown made place for a strange-looking smile. Maybe for some strange trio. But the look in Eliana's eyes was dead serious. "I want her dead." This request surprised him, even more if she had indeed asked him for that trio. 

"Dead?" She nodded. 

"She is a thorn in my side, from the moment she was born. And I want her gone." He groaned, he had said she could ask anything, and she did. 
"And how are we going to do that, sweetheart." His hand was on her breasts, squeezing it a little. Somehow hoping that she would change her mind. 

"We are going to request it be some men who are known for doing this kind of things." She really thought about this. And if he wasn't going to be tied to Raven's death, he would fine with his. He frowned for a moment, was he really fine with this? She had humiliated him for sure, but was that  a death sentence. He looked at Eliana, and he nodded. Maybe he could humiliated her in return. 

"Alright, I am in." She almost jumped up and down from joy. 

"Great, I have already a list of suspects." He smiled and pulled her closer, with another hand he moved her head, so she was forced to look at him. 

"Let's we talk about this in the morning." She wanted to say something, but he cut her off be putting his lips on hers.