-Jonah-
I didn’t like it, but Liana’s suggestion was solid. We quickly arrived at the back entrance of the same whorehouse where I had first found her, claiming that Ralph was after her. Liana stood in front of the small brown door and knocked three times with the side of her fist. After a short wait, one of the working girls opened the door, looking confused.
“We need to speak with the madam,” Liana informed her.
The girl called for the madam, who soon appeared at the door. She looked us over, glanced down the alley, and then waved us inside.
“I had hoped not to see you around here again, Your Highness,” she said in a low, sharp voice.
She quickly shooed the other girls out of the kitchen, instructing them to take their breaks elsewhere. The noise from the other rooms filtered into t
