"I"m praying for you every day, my lord," Rona purred.

"And do you pray for me?" Tol smiled at her.

"For you I don"t," she said resentfully and pressed closer to Orel just in case.

"Ah, you"ve hurt her feelings, Tol," Orel said contentedly. "She remembers. Don"t you, little Rona?"

Rona bowed. Orel gave her a coin, the only one of three servants.

"When did I hurt her feelings?" Tol couldn"t believe it. "Oh fuck her, that bitch!"

Bowing, the servants left.

"Fuck your mother, Tol, why did you order so much food?" Enriki asked.

"I"m hungry!"

"Stupid ass."

"And I"m thirsty," Orel said.

"Are you going to get drunk tonight?" Lis asked.

"Never mind." Orel halved the bottle in one gulp. Lis looked at him in contempt.

"So, do you like the roast meat?" Tol asked proudly. "Tastes good, doesn"t it?"

"Yeah, it"s okay."

"And what do you think?" he turned to Nikto.

"It"s okay."

"Oh bullshit, you don"t like it! You like something else, don"t you?"

"If I say that, Lis won"t like it," Nikto said.

"Aah, I know! You like fox fillet!" Tol cackled happily with his joke. Orel tossed away the empty bottle and looked at them tiredly.