Chapter 10

“By all the gods I won’t,” Theirn had said adamantly. “I am not some…some…” He couldn’t think of a word to describe what they wanted from him.

“A male courtesan?” Daeron had asked with amusement.

“A male anything,” Theirn had growled, which led to laughter from both Castien and Daeron, and finally from Theirn when he realized what he had said. “How can you ask this of me,” he had asked plaintively when the laughter had ceased.

“Castien wants you with him, he needs your skills,” Daeron had pointed out.

“Could I not just be his manservant?”

“He says if you were, you would not be allowed to be with him at all times, and I believe he knows whereof he speaks.”

Castien had nodded in agreement. “Servants are not allowed at functions such as state dinners,”he signed.

More arguments had ensued but in the end Theirn had, with great reluctance, agreed to do as they wished. It would after all allow him to be with Castien, which he greatly desired, no matter how he had to achieve it.