Another day in the Pracing Pony, standing near the door and peering around like always. Not this time. A tall and muscular man enters the inn and locks his gaze on me. It's my opportunity, he walks towards me and we enstablish a conversation. Something wrong is going on, something is amiss here but I keep calm, I keep speaking to him, not a very long conversation and not much words required for it, all I know his name is Finn,... Finn. We head to the backrooms for a while and after a short period of time, I get very well paid. A gold coin! for the first time, I feel nervous. The man offers me a deal under his service and I of course accept it, it's not very casual to recieve one gold coin every day, at least for me. I can get rid of a debt or two I think.
We enstablish one last conversation, I negotiate the gold I'll recieve, you can't just say yes. It's something you learn quickly.
The man leaves with sure step and a mischievous smile on his lips. My head is full of thoughts, I examine the coin closely, and blink a few times. I lift it towards my mouth and bite it to see if it's fake. It was authentic gold.
I hide my feelings behind a mask like always, I head to the market and check the dresses in the tailor shops. I pick one, red as blood, and wear it with pride. I pass in front of a group of men and recognise them. They were the debt collectors from the moneylender, but is too late. They easily see me, and grab me by the arm
-Well, look what we have here boys, it's the whore from the pony! - Says the tallest of the men.
-The moneylender wants his coin back. Best me showin' me yer gold or I'll break some o' yer teeth! - Says the man with the beard.
-B-but... I have no coin on me right now... - I lie.
-Heh... What about 'tis dress 'ere. Ye take me for a fool! Don't ye? - says the man with the beard in response.
They search all over me and find the gold under my right shoe. I recieve a slap from one of them, it wasn't very pleasant, they take all the silver I recieved for my overpay and walk away. I was trembling, and a tear dropped from my left eye. I had no other choice but to keep working.
