Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160721185731/@comment-28358106-20160723015643

"Maidth??" I say, chewing. "Marcuth, you never told uth you had maidth!  I wish we could get maidth."

"I stand corrected, Samia, " Regina says, turning her eyes to me. "He talks with his mouth full.  I find that annoying. "

"Whath?"

She sighs. "And I told you, we could hire any one of those poor reptile girls who hang around Praetor's house.  Poor things, they look so weathered.  And they're only going to hang around until they starve."

"Oh no.  No, no, no.  I want a maid, not a live-in stalker.  If you think I'm going to facilitate his problems," I point to Praetor,  "Then you're mistaken, darling of mine." I take a long drink of wine.