The steward still felt as though smoke was coming out of his ears and didn't even know how to reply to this question at all.
Bets? What bets? For what? Where would they even be at this point?
"Oh? You want to bet on me?" Urolius' elder brother smiled brightly. "You have good taste."
"My husband, actually," Cassarae replied.
"Whoa. Aren't we moving a little fast?"
Cassarae looked back toward the Thryskai and then down toward his crotch.
"I'm getting some weird energy from you. You're more familiar with 'fast' than you're letting on."
The Thryskai blinked, then looked down at his crotch too.
"What a firecracker, this woman…" he mumbled beneath his breath.
Urolius burst into laughter, earning him a kick from his elder brother.
"Hey, hey, you're taking it out on me a bit too fast, aren't you, Vaernon?"
