At Alden's comment about not wanting to take off his clothes, Abir made a parody of a displeased face and snapped his fingers. "Damn! Well, can't blame me for trying, can you? Anyway, I'll get us drinks."<br/><br/>Abir left Alden's side briefly and approached a wine merchant. He plucked two coins from his sash and gave them to the merchant, who, in turn, poured him two cups of wine from his barrels. Abir returned to Alden and held out a cup to him. "Hope you like sweet, blackberry wine. Come, let's return to my tent."<br/><br/>Abir led Alden back to his tent and closed the flap behind them, then reclined on the seating pillow again and drank from his cup. "So, what has you so nervous? You seem like such a fearless man, it's hard to imagine why you were so paranoid in the market."<br/><br/>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)