"Both."
The women blinked.
Bastian smiled.
"Both of you have your strong points, and none of your weak points have anything to do with your mouths. I assure you, you are both quite good at what you do. I cherish you two. Otherwise, you would not be here on my ship. I will have you take turns, and when one of you gets tired of me, the other may come. And both of you will get the secret prize."
Framing himself as a prize always worked. It was such a great, simple yet effective tactic that Bastian cursed himself for not using it earlier.
"Are we free to go?" Amanda asked. "I'd like to talk with Anasta in private before nightfall."
"You are free to do so as long as you refrain from using your fists," Bastian joked. "Be free to do as you please with your time. When it's time, come find me in my cabin if you still have energy left to spare fo spare for me."
The ladies nodded and their captain let out a massive sigh of relief.
