Sleeping was not coming easy for me. I got up. Forcing it was not going work. That had never worked for me before. I went down to the lobby to relax with the inn keeper and the other people up. That was when I saw Betan and his son near the door. I went over and smiled at them. "Are you going out for a walk? Can I come with you!? I wasn't able to sleep." I asked them. Betan smirked as he placed a heavy hand on Alane's shoulder. "It's high time my son becomes a real man. We were going to go to a brothel I've heard word of." he explained. I looked from Betan and Alane. He looked neutral at best about it. I raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure that he wants to go? Not everyone feels at home there." I asked. Betan rolled his eyes. "No one is saying Alane needs to find a wife there. He should get practice for when he wants to find a nice wife. Pleasing women is important in a marriage. I'm sure that you would agree." he said in response. Sexual compatibility was great. I was not going to disagree with that. Grissell and I were not that compatible, but we both enjoyed certain sexual positions.
Alane did not seem enthusiastic. "Hey, if Alane wants to go, I have no problems with it. We can go right now." Sir Betan looked at his son. Alane kept that neutral look on his face. "Let's go." Betan said. The three of us walked for half an hour to the decently sized red light district. "Hmm. I was told that the Preening Hen was decent. Nice looking girls and clean bedding is over there." Betan said as he scanned the signs of the establishments we passed by. "That is a good start. Are the girls clean? The last thing we need is for Alane to bring back any diseases." I replied. Betan shrugged his shoulders. "No brothel with a good reputation has girls with diseases." he said. That was not a real answer. Then again, he was an outsider just like me. He would not know anything about it at all. After going up and down the streets, we found it. We went inside. The madam was at the front desk. "Good evening. Are you interested in spending the night with one of the girls?" she asked. Betan stepped forward. "How much for 2 girls: one for me and one for my son!?" he asked. His wife had died. He could indulge.
The madam smiled warmly. "I'm sure something can be arranged." she said before looking at me. "Will you be watching them, or are you also going to be requesting one of our girls?" she asked. "If the price is right, I might just pay for 2 girls myself." I said. Everyone stared at me. If I was here, I was going to indulge too. In all of the years that I had been with Grissell, I had not strayed even once. Being with Bonnie did not count as I was given express permission to take a mistress. This was something I was taking upon myself to do without permission. I was not planning on ever telling her about it either. That was not the reason the madam was looking at me. I was thin and lithe from my training as a phantom thief. I also did not give off the vibes of a horny knight for that reason. I had long accepted that my base demeanor was seen as more feminine. "I guess it depends on the price." I said with a small shrug. Paying for 2 girls was actually pretty pricy. I guessed this really was a high end brothel. That was promising at the least. Betan paid for himself and Alane. I paid for 2 girls to serve me.
