When they reached the carriage, Elise could see the scowl on the driver’s face. He was clearly miffed that they were taking so long, though his expression softened when he saw that they weren’t completely trashed.
Astredian helped Elise up into carriage as he said to the driver, “We’re going to the Dire Beavers guild hall in the village of Pounce, just south of the city. Thanks.”
The driver nodded, and Astredian hopped up into the carriage with Elise. Soon they were rolling along down the cobbled roads of the upper district, and Elise stretched out with a satisfied sigh. She removed her shoes, and started rubbing at her feet which were sore; she was not used to wearing heels.
“Here, let me.” Astredian said, reaching to take her bare foot.
She moaned softly as his strong fingers dug i
