Mina didn’t know what she expected when she asked if he had a bath, but this was not it. Egon had an entire room that was almost entirely a bath fed by hot springs nearby. It was practically a pond. He had shown her the bath and explained that bathing is often a social event in Chrysanthos. He would occasionally have several men over at a time to discuss business. He then got her some of the finest soaps and oils she’d ever seen and left her to her own devices.
The water was perfect as she soaked four days of the open sea out of her bones. As she sat on the ledge inside the pool, she admired the room. It was unlike anything in Sapphirus. Colorful columns decorated with gold leafing, the walls and bath itself tiled with mosaics of people and the local fauna and flora. When she was through,
