4.       Scarlett.

 

When Ele walks back into the room with an empty flask, there’re two grand meals waiting.  Then I give her the bad news.  “The creep added two hundred credits to our bill!  The price, he said, for this food.  I fear if your plan doesn’t work, we’ll be fighting for our freedom... and more.”

 

Ele just giggles and starts on the food, making small talk and looking quite unconcerned.  As we finish eating, a covered cart is wheeled in by another creep, who undresses me with his eyes while he unloads a quantity of large, empty bottles.  He seems more than a little nervous as well as…well... in lust.  Ele and him whisper for a few moments, then he leaves, and she turns to me suggesting that I should get some sleep.  I protest that I’m not sleepy, but my cousin insists that I am, and that I’ll only get in the way of her taking care of business.  I lie on the bed, fully clothed, my scabarded sword clutched to by breast listening to the sounds of pouring water.  Either this or the adventure having worn me out, I’m asleep in no time.  It’s a fitful sleep, however, as my dreams are foreboding, filled with images of a fatman called Bubba and the sounds of rattling chains.  I fear what the morrow will bring.  I look forward to the grand adventure.  Boring Amber was nothing like this!

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