Читать книгу The girl is the mistress of fate. Fantasy - Рамиль Латыпов - Страница 4

The knight stood near a shop with grilled chickens and drank kvass.

– Why did you leave me?

– You yourself left me in the shop. Well, at least I have an emergency purchase account in my guild account. Although the price for the staff is very expensive. He looked at the bare-chested Victor, who was a head taller than the knight. The slave caressed me and I liked it. – Who is this?

– My slave Victor, I bought him. He is my ex.

– I endured all your insults and reproaches. Paid for purchases, but I will not tolerate slavery. I thought you were an angel that came down from heaven, but you are just a stupid fool. I don’t want to meet you madam. May heaven forgive you from which you fell.

You are a beast, like all men. I turned away spitting on him.

– You insulted my mistress now you will receive.

Victor’s blow fell on the well-groomed face of the knight. He fell to the ground. For this I fell in love with Victor, he does not mumble, but acts.

– Let’s go, darling. This fool got his.

I took the opportunity to go through his pockets and found another hundred gold pieces. They are more useful to me than to him. Will buy more whores. They all do it. How could I have thought this one would be different. Everywhere you need to take life into your own hands.

Ten minutes and I spotted a tavern. I knew that my Victor is always willing to eat and have sex, especially since his strength will come in handy soon. Rooms are always rented out in the tavern. Moreover, it would not be bad to know how to make money here. Prices here are too high, one hundred and ninety coins will not last long. Although I can sell Viktor. But I didn’t want to do this. He is my love. Fate brought us together. I think so. And I don’t care what others think. I am a woman and it sounds proud.

– Do you want a dog? – I said and pushed the slave in the stomach. The press did not feel my fist. I so wanted to lick him.

– You know, ma’am, I always don’t mind. – He wrinkled his face. Long hair covered the left eye. Blond hair and beckoned me to stroke them. But I didn’t. The ladies that passed next to the envy looked at me. I don’t blame them. He is handsome. Even a male.

Pleasant music was playing in the tavern, and it smelled of cleanliness and fresh buns. I expected other smells in such an establishment. Sat down at the table. A young waitress approached us. She looked sideways at my slave. The elf’s ears twitched. As well as luxurious breasts. But for the first time in his life, Victor looked only at me, not noticing the juicy lady. I realized that I was drowning in his blue eyes and quickly gathered myself.

– What can I bring you? She said in a sweet voice. If I were a guy, I would immediately jump on her. How does she walk alone around the city at night, probably, everyone sticks to her and you can see she likes it?

– Girl, bring me fried potatoes and fish. And my slave is a big piece of meat and dumplings. Also pasta and wine.