Abigail pov contd.
There were women of all kinds. Tall, short, slim, muscular, fair, wheatish, blue eyes, green eyes. But one thing was common among them. They all were mesmerizingly beautiful. They have that charisma to attract males. The way they were dancing and stauntering in the hall, it was a scene worth capturing. It was even more sensuous than the high end clubs of the twenty -first century.
"Welcome to my brothel." The moment words left his mouth, all the women looked at us. Their eyes pierced me, they were looking at me intently.
"Is she a new member?" asked one of them, but before I could deny it. A girl shook her head.
"She is the new knight serving my lord." added another and a few looked at me more intently than before.
