I tugged the reigns of my trained horse, stopping him in front of the city stable. I was in a city I didn’t even know. There was a large difference between it and Paradis. This place clearly valued romance and art.

I mounted off my black horse and gave him a soft pat before leaving. I trusted the old man in the stable to care for him properly.

There were beautifully-architected brothels lining the streets. Men came and went as they pleased. I sighed and put a hand on the butt of my sword.

I passed through the brothel only to be held back to soft hands. My eyes widened slightly and my eyebrows raised.

Two prostitutes were at my side, trying to persuade me to come in.

“I didn’t ask for company.” I said sternly, before pushing them away.

I spotted a woman in front of me. She looked much more modest than the women around me. In fact, she looked like a warrior.

“You know where I can get a room?” I asked her.