Kate's eyes went wide. When Damon had mentioned local cuisine, she definitely did not think this was what he meant. The random inn they had picked turned out to have a tavern attached, one that was far too wild and lively for comfort, if those were even the right words.
Demon women, surprisingly not ugly or monstrous, danced on raised platforms between the tables, their black hair flowing, and their slender hips swaying. There were barely clothed, draped in scraps of silk that shimmered under the torchlight.
Every so often these scraps of clothes also slipped away from their body as another demon laughed and grabbed them. The demon women did not seem to mind at all, continuing to dance completely naked.
