Trent had forgotten how talkative Lisa could be. By the
afternoon of their first day on the road she had told him the life story of
nearly every nun from the hospital. This didn’t bother him much and he assumed
that the gossip helped her keep her mind off the pain in her heart, and because
of that he was willing to listen to the life story of every person in
Saintcitia if that was what she felt like talking about.
“So what happened in Lidarion?” She asked, throwing him for
a loop.
He collected himself for a minute and tried to avoid the
subject. “What makes you think something
happened there?” He asked.
She glared at him. “If there is a bar or an inn with a half
way decent wench in this kingdom, you’ve been there. Lidarion is the seat of
royal power, there are uncountable bars, and a beautiful girl in every single
one of them.” She accused.
He shook his head. “I grew up there. It’s my home town.”
Lisa’s jaw dropped. “How is it in the ten years we’ve been
friends I never knew that?” She asked in shock.
He shrugged his shoulders. “Because there isn’t much to tell
really.”
She shook her head. “If you don’t like being there, there
must be some reason.”
Trent sighed heavily and gave up on avoiding the
conversation. “I made some mistakes when I was younger.” He admitted.
“What did you do?” She asked,
“Nothing worth worrying about now.” He assured.
Lisa gave him a sideways glance. “The consequences of a wild
youth resulting in you actively trying to avoid the greatest city on the planet
is ‘nothing worth worrying about?” She pried.
He sighed. “What are the chances of you dropping this subject
at all over the next week?” He asked.
“Slim to none.” She smiled.
He grunted and rolled his eyes. “Figures. Ugh, fine, I may
not be the king’s favorite person.”
Lisa was shocked again. “How the hell do you know the king?
She almost shouted.
“Um, I don’t really, at least, not as well as I know his
sister.” He blushed.
She rolled her eyes. “Oh great.”
He held up a hand to stop her train of thought. “It’s not
what you think it is.”
Lisa shot him a look of disbelief. “So you didn’t meet her,
charm her, bed her, then get caught trying to sneak out her window after your
realized you had seduced the princess of Lidarion?” She counted the steps off
on her fingers.
“It’s almost like you were there.’ Trent said with
exasperation.
Lisa shook her head with a smile on her face. “You’re a one
trick pony Trent. A man whore with a heart of gold.
Trent appears to be offended, stops to consider the last decade of adventures and then shrugs his shoulders accepting her judgement.
