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... "Your honey wine."
A young maid in a light linen dress brought a jug of wine to Crete and his companions. Crete glanced at Duncan and Hegel, who were deep in conversation, then grinned at the others beside him. As he took the jug, he slyly brushed his hand against the maid’s backside.
A group of crude barbarians.
The inn maid was visibly irritable but dared not speak out. Her eyes brightened the next moment as Crete placed a golden bean in her hand and whispered, "Are th ...
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