on it.
He heard a very light knock at his door. “Come in.” A young girl, maybe twelve or thirteen, came in. She was dressed in a simple robe and her hair was down just as he had ordered. William could see she was scared. “Close the door, dear.” She obeyed. “Now lock it,” the Lord said. The girl’s hand shook as she tried to lock the door finally using two hands to make the lock snap shut. He stood before her with his robe open, his manhood hanging out. He looked at the girl, apprising her as if she were a horse he was thinking of buying. “You will do just fine, my dear. Take your robe off and climb into bed then get on your hands and knees. I will be there in a moment.” The girl did as she was told. She began to softly weep as she crawled on to the bed. They always cried. The sound was something he enjoyed a great deal. “Save your tears, little one. You will need them later,” William said. He turned back to the window and took a deep breath. Tonight was going to be a goodnight after all.
Chapter 5
Kian and his brother Tavantis had come into the world in an old bed on the third floor of the Heavenly Hole, a brothel not a stone’s throw from Grey Harbor in the free city of Thieves Port.
His mother had never told anyone how she had come to be in the foul city. The women of the brothel had found Kia one cold winter morning behind the whorehouse starving and in labor. The courtesans of the house took pity on her and brought her inside and helped birth her twin sons. After the twins were born the courtesans told Kia she could stay if she wished and his mother accepted the offer. The fact that Kia was Elven didn’t concern the women of the house. They knew all too well the pang of society’s cruelties and prejudices, besides they thought that Kia was the most beautiful woman that had ever graced Thieves Port. She was built athletic and slim like most women of the Elven race, but her looks were dazzling Hair was like black velvet, eyes like emeralds Kia’s face was so inhumanly flawless it could have been sculpted by the hand of a God. People were drawn to his mother and not just because of her beauty it was her kind nature and soft heart as well. She had a gift for making people feel good about themselves when they were around her. A man once told him that his mother’s smile was so intoxicating it could make flowers bloom. Kian had no doubt of it.
The ladies of the house taught Kia the only work they knew so she could earn enough coin to feed her boys. His mother always said how lucky she was to have been found by so many sweet women.
Some of his earliest memories were of the courtesans of the Hole. It was like having a house full of mothers and Kian had grown to love each and every one of them and they too were smitten by Kia’s beautiful sons and had returned his affection tenfold. His mother was Elven trash and her sons were abominations reviled by the world but in that house they were shown only love. The brothel had been a happy place for him as a child; inside it he had known peace and acceptance.
The breeze coming off the sea whipped his long hair across his face as he stood staring at the ruins of the brothel. The old building was empty and in very poor condition. It looked like it hadn’t been used in many years. Hot tears stung his eyes. Where had they all gone? His mother, Tavantis all the courtesans there was no one left.
After leaving Julian in Phlosha he had traveled to the kingdom Nyronor where he took ship from the city of Janus. Kian had found a captain whose ship had been caught in a storm he had lost some of his crew in the blow. His ship had taken some minor damage and it needed fixing. The ship’s next port of call was Thieves Port. That was all Kian had cared about. He readily volunteered to work aboard the ship for his passage. After docking in Grey Harbor he had left the ship and come straight to the brothel to find his mother. All