IV
The university begged me to stay full time after I finished my few days of translating for them. Wanting a source of income to put toward Victoria and my evenings alone, I agreed and worked for them in the mornings. My parents were more than happy to see me harness such a drive for learning- especially my father- even if they didn’t realize my motivations for doing so. My mother was right to advise me of what to expect. After the first night Victoria and I spent together, I thought of nothing else. I craved her as a basic need- her touch, her taste, her voice. Our shared evenings at the inn grew more passionate the more we explored each other, and the anticipation of our next encounter fueled my existence.
I began to stash away any extra gold left over from my weekly income. I wanted
