Chaeyen's Paradisium (Brothel)

[Ser Cedric Tarly]

Chaeyen returned to her seat, wine in hand. After drinking most of her glass, she finally answered him. "I am sorry to tell you, Ser, that I know nothing of your men. They have not visited my girls, or else they would still be here, spending their hard-earned coins on nights of pleasure."

"You see, men tell my girls things during the night, but none have heard tales of an ambush or attack on your men. All we have heard is that the Second Sons have been on the move as of late. Perhaps your men decided to return home?"

[Ser Podrick Baelish]

"I see... I shall leave then... But first: Have heard of the Littlefinger's Pleasure Houses? We could make a society, I shall invest money on your house and in return we share the profits, what would ma'am say?"

[Ser Cedric Tarly]

Chaeyen cocks her head, slightly intrigued. "I do. But why should I take you up on your offer? I make good money being on the Kingsroad, why would I split it with you?"

[Ser Podrick Baelish]

"Your stabilishment could get bigger, more prestigious and mayhaps you could get some safety, Guards to control the drunkards... your profits would double..." He grinned...

[Ser Cedric Tarly]

"I will agree to this on these conditions: The girls are mine, and you will never act like they work for you. My loyal customers are not to be shaken down by your "guards". And finally, we will split the shares 70-30."

[Ser Podrick Baelish]

"Let's stay with 60 for you 40 for me, the girls I bring in are mine and those who stay or you bring are yours..."

[Ser Cedric Tarly]

Chaeyen thought for a while, before taking the knights hand in her own. "Very well, we have a deal."

[Ser Podrick Baelish]

"Here is the first part of our agreement, use it to buy better essences ,the ones you use stink, and to expand the building." He threw a little bag filled with dragons. "I'll send my men as soon as I reach the Fingers..." He stood up, went to kiss her hand. "Farewell, ma'am!"

[Ser Cedric Tarly]

"Farewell, ser."

[Ser Trajan Waters]

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Ser Trajan arrived at Chaeyen's Paradisium, the rondevous point Feltcher had proposed. He changed from his black armor back into his simple robes and hood. He ran his fingers through his dyed black hair before heading inside. The bandit leader laughed as he could immediately see with a look at the women why Fletcher had chosen the place, and why the merc spent such an unusual amount of time there. He took a seat on one of the red satin couches and waited for Fletcher to arrive.

[Ser Cedric Tarly]

Chaeyen had just walked out from one of the back rooms when she saw the man. "Well, hello there. Like a flagon of wine? Maybe a night with one of the girls?"

[Ser Trajan Waters]

Trajan looked up at the madame with his violet eyes.

"Wine." he said simply, sliding a silver stag out of his pouch and resting it on the table in front of him. "Waiting on a friend."

[Ser Cedric Tarly]

Walking behind the counter, she retrieved a flagon of wine and a glass. Bringing it over to Trajan, she asked, "So, whose the friend? Maybe I know him."

Her hand closed over the stag as she set the wine and glass down. Most people would not have noticed her deft of hand, but Trajan could. She poured a glass of wine, and left the flagon and cup on the table.

[Ser Trajan Waters]

Trajan grinned, taking the wine gladly and drinking deep to wash the dust of the road from his lungs.

"I have no doubt that you do. He goes by Fletcher...I fear I have never learned the name his mother gave him."

[Ser Cedric Tarly]

Surprised, Chaeyen replied, "You're a friend of Fletcher? Huh, I didn't know Fletcher had friends. Well, any friend of Fletch is a friend of mine, the name's CHaeyen. You're more than welcome to stay as long as you want."

She slipped the stag back onto the table, and with a wink said, "And drink as much as you want."