The innkeeper tried not to let his excitement bleed through his words. Assuming the woman’s finances cleared, this would be his biggest deal of the year. “You’re sure that this will be enough girls to meet your client’s needs?” He licked his top lip as he left the children to their lazy leisure time and walked down the winding staircase.
She ignored his question. “The girl with the crippled legs ... what’s wrong with her?”
“Ahhh, the idiot.” The manager smiled. “Yes, some might turn away from the sight of a deformed beast like that. But I see you know your business well.” He turned and added conspiratorially, “Of course, many show preferences for such ... creatures.”
The woman cleared her throat. “How much assistance does the cripple require?”
“Just help walking, just help walking,” th
