Chapter 50: WELL WELL WELL
After having sex with Nora a few times in the morning I got ready to meet with Rozie.The market of Fumas glittered under the soft glow of lanterns. It was past noon, nearly twelve.
The sun had dipped just enough to paint the sky gold, and a warm breeze carried the scent of roasted meat, spice, and fruit wine.
Somewhere in the center of the city, the famous Medivaeval Restaurant stood tall. Known for its elite clientele and golden-plated service, only nobles or the obscenely rich could afford to dine there.
Aric stood at the entrance—his cloak ordinary, his eyes alert.
Inside, seated by the large window, were Rozie Fernandes and her friend, Shelly Stellar an unexpected guest .
Rozie, a noblewoman with level 13 Swordmaster stats, wore her signature white dress. She looked more like a knight ready for a duel than a woman out to lunch. Shelly, however, was the opposite she was a milf with massive boobs and ass when compared to Rozie . Aged 37, rich beyond reason, and never married, she wore a deep violet gown. Her hair was honey-blonde, long, with soft curls that fell down her shoulders. She looked mature, elegant, calm—yet her gold bracelets, rings, and diamond choker screamed wealth.
Aric approached with a confident smile.
> "Ladies. Forgive my intrusion. Rozie, we met before—though briefly," he said smoothly.
Rozie tilted her head. "Ah, Aric, wasn’t it? You were... curious."
Shelly looked him up and down, eyes twinkling. "And charming," she added with a teasing grin.
He bowed slightly, putting on his best harmless-young-man act.