Sigh...
The mont Alphonso finished bragging about the place, we kept walking down the street until we reached one of the biggest buildings in the entire district.
A massive golden sign hung above the entrance.
The Golden Hamr.
The na alone already told what kind of place it was.
"..."
The building itself looked more like a luxury hotel than a brothel. Five floors tall, wide stone walls, thick pillars near the entrance, and large balconies overlooking the street. The entire place glowed with warm golden lights, which probably explained the na.
There was also a giant statue of a sexy dwarf in lingerie holding a hamr right in front of the entrance.
Except the hamr wasn’t exactly subtle.
"Classy," I muttered.
Alphonso stared at the building like a kid who just entered a candy store.
"Jake... this place is huge."
"No kidding."
But the mont we got closer, the real chaos started.
A group of dwarf won standing near the entrance imdiately spotted us.
And once they did, they rushed over.
"Hey handso! First ti here?" one of them said, grabbing Alphonso’s arm before he could react.
Another one slid right next to and hooked her arm around my shoulder.
"You look like you’ve got money. Co with , I’ll take good care of you."
Before I could even answer, two more girls appeared behind us.
"Oi! Back off, they’re mine!"
"You wish! I saw them first!"
Sigh...
Within seconds we were surrounded.
Every one of them tried pulling us in a different direction.
One tugged on Alphonso’s sleeve.
Another grabbed my wrist.
One even tried to pull by the belt.
"You’ll love my room!"
"I’ve got the best ale in the building!"
"Forget them, co with instead!"
Alphonso looked completely overwheld.
"Jake... I think I’m in love..."
"Focus," I told him.
If we stopped here, we’d probably get dragged into five different rooms before we even made it inside.
So I grabbed Alphonso by the shoulder and started pushing forward.
"Excuse ."
"Move."
"Sorry."
The girls complained, of course.
"Hey! Don’t ignore us!"
"You’re missing out!"
"Cheap bastard!"
But eventually we managed to break through the crowd and reach the entrance doors.
The mont we stepped inside, the noise from the street dropped imdiately.
The lobby was huge.
Polished stone floors, thick wooden beams across the ceiling, and warm lighting everywhere. It felt more like a high-end tavern than a brothel.
Then I noticed the walls.
They were covered with posters.
Huge posters.
Every single one showed a different dwarf girl.
So were wearing armor with barely anything underneath. So were sitting on piles of gold in lewd postures. Others were posing with mugs of ale while smiling like they owned the place.
Each poster had a na and a price listed underneath.
Alphonso let out a low whistle.
"Damn..."
I had to admit, whoever ran this place knew how to advertise.
While Alphonso walked toward the reception desk, I slowed down a bit.
One particular poster caught my attention.
The girl on it looked... different.
She had long silver hair tied into a thick braid, and her eyes looked sharp enough to cut soone in half. She wasn’t smiling like the others either.
Instead, she sat on a carved stone chair with one leg crossed over the other, holding a golden goblet.
The red dress she wore hugged her body perfectly, but she didn’t look like she was trying to show off.
She looked like she didn’t care.
Which sohow made her stand out even more.
I stopped walking.
"Hey," I said.
Alphonso turned around. "What?"
I pointed at the poster.
"I like that one."
He glanced at it for a mont.
Then he shrugged.
"Eh."
"That’s it?" I asked.
"She’s not fancy," he said. "Not my type."
Of course.
Alphonso turned back to the counter and leaned toward the receptionist.
"Hey," he said. "Can I see your high-end catalogue?"
The receptionist was a dwarf woman wearing glasses and a professional smile.
"Of course, sir."
She pulled out a tablet and placed it on the counter.
Alphonso imdiately started scrolling.
"Hmmm..."
He paused after a few seconds.
Then his eyes widened.
"Oh my goodness..."
I leaned over slightly to see what he was looking at.
The girl on the screen had a ridiculous figure.
Her chest alone looked like it could knock soone unconscious.
"Waterlons," Alphonso whispered in awe.
Sigh...
A mont later, a large dwarf woman walked out from a nearby hallway.
She looked exactly like the one from the tablet.
And yeah... the comparison was accurate.
"Are you Alphonso?" she asked.
"That’s ," he said instantly.
She grabbed his hand.
"Co here boy~"
Alphonso didn’t even hesitate.
He looked back at while being dragged away.
"Good luck, Jake!"
And just like that, he disappeared down the hallway.
Sigh...
I turned toward the receptionist.
She adjusted her glasses.
"And what about you, sir? Do you have soone in mind?"
I pointed behind .
"I want the girl from that poster."
She followed my finger.
The mont she saw which poster I ant, her expression changed slightly.
"Oh..."
She cleared her throat.
"That lady is... quite expensive."
"How expensive?"
"Twenty-five million credits per session."
I raised an eyebrow.
"Why?"
"She belongs to a royal bloodline," the receptionist explained. "Technically, she shouldn’t even be working here. But she has... personal reasons."
Interesting.
Royal bloodline, huh.
I pulled out my device and transferred the money.
I sent twenty-five million.
The mont the paynt notification popped up on her screen, the receptionist froze.
Her eyes widened.
Then she quickly stood up.
"S–Sir!"
Her entire tone changed.
"I sincerely apologize for not recognizing you earlier."
Her hands were actually shaking now.
"Well," I said casually, "that was quick."
"Please allow us to provide proper service."
She snapped her fingers.
Two dwarf won imdiately walked over.
"Escort our VIP guest to the lounge," the receptionist ordered.
They both nodded.
"This way, sir."
They led through a side hallway and into another room.
The VIP lounge looked completely different from the main lobby.
Soft lighting, thick carpets, and large comfortable chairs placed around the room. It was quiet too, which was a nice change from the chaos outside.
One of the won gently pushed down into a large cushioned chair.
The other placed a heavy glass in my hand.
"Strong dwarven whiskey," she said.
I took a sip.
Holy shit.
That burned all the way down.
anwhile, both of them moved behind and started massaging my shoulders.
Their hands were surprisingly strong.
"Are...you..fortable, sir?" one of them asked.
"Yeah," I admitted.
Honestly... this wasn’t bad.
I leaned back in the chair and took another sip of the drink.
Across the room, I noticed a guarded hallway leading deeper into the building.
Guess that’s where the private suites were.
Which probably ant that’s where she was too.
The royal girl from the poster.
I slowly swirled the drink in my glass.
"Well..." I muttered to myself.
Now I’m actually curious.
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