A Pretty Elf in Qeynos, Part Eight-B
. Despite her derogatory comments about it, Arabella had picked up Falco’s old armour and hung it up on her sales rack. She never offered him any cash for it. He didn’t worry too much about that; he was just thrilled at how the day had gone so far. Falco swam up to the surface three gold poorer but feeling pretty good about his new armour and his new weaponry. For the first time in his life he had some decent gear. Women would look at him differently now. And then there were his three new conquests back in the well. They had been unable to resist him. He would need to go back pretty soon for some more sex. For now he wanted some food to recover from the workout those three had given …