<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/ItdJZMs.jpg)</div><br/><em>"I only wonder if you can pray more than once a day."</em>She teased by giving the Shonite a fond spank on the rump as they headed out. Her ears were still ringing with the priestess' cries.  Tia could only chuckle at Cerys' words.  She smiled and tilted her head, as if to suggest 'who knows, maybe?' But in truth, Tia was simply holding back words that might offend the warrior.  Or worse yet be taken as a personal challenge.  When a priestess had acheived the ranks in the faith that Tia had, longevity and stamina were never an issue.  To achieve the seventh circle, she'd participated in a night long orgy of flesh that had lasted from the start of her temple's dusk services, and continued until the beginning of the dawn services.  She'd drained more cocks in that night than some people did in their whole lives, and would have gone longer had there been enough participants who weren't exhausted and unable to go on.  However, and this was also an important part of her training, she also knew that moderation was an important virtue.  Some people could get lost in sexual congress, losing their sense of self and urgency in fucking.  A high priestess, which Tia was not in name alone, knew that it was important to keep faithful on task, to make sure the body was refreshed and renewed with enough sleep, water, and food, and make sure that fucking remained an act of joy and love.  To do otherwise would be to fall into the bailiwick of the opposing goddess, the evil Ah'mie, the goddess of lust and corruption.<br/><br/>She jumped just a little bit at the smack on her butt, but also let slip an involuntary moan of delight.  Then grinning at Cerys she turned and pointed at her other cheek,<strong>"This one too please, lest it get jealous."</strong>She bent slightly and waited for the warrior to smack the other cheek before grinning happily.  Then she listened as Cerys suggested a very peculiar inn.  Tia quirked an eyebrow upwards at the description.  Certainly she had been raised as a princess in the early years of her life.  But upon being sent to the convent for Shoni in her youth, she'd learned to live with little comfort, a small cell, a sturdy cot, warm blankets, it was only as she'd gained status and power in the faith that she'd moved up to more comfortable settings.  Still what Cerys described sounded wonderful and decadent and absolutely fantastic.   But there was something about it that concerned her.<br/><br/><strong>"I think that sounds lovely, but I fear one or two things.  First, they don't take money?  In what way do they keep their business a float?  I'm no common whore and won't trade my body for a roof over my head you know."</strong>She said these without anger or judgement.  Shonites had no problem with prostitution, but it was a factor of making sure that people understood the distinction between their usage of their bodies for divine purpose and one who simply sold it.  More to the point, it sounded suspiciously like a brothel or house of pleasure, and not an inn.  Again not that Tia specifically had anything against that, but so too were those places often deeply ingrained with the worshipers of Ah'mie unless specifically run by a madam who had been or was currently a priestess of Shoni.<strong> "And, I should state, that I can afford to pay.  There's a saying that you get what you pay for, and I believe in fair pay for value.  Thus why the contract I offered you was so high, I wanted someone skilled, qualified, not some simple guide.  But maybe you could tell me more about this place?  The caravan master said he would have my footlocker delivered to wherever I needed it when I was ready."<br/></strong><br/>The truth was Cerys likely had no idea how much coin Tia could call up if she really needed it.  While she had access to several hundred gold in her locked coffer in her luggage, the fact was she was a princess and could draw credit from most banks that traded across nation borders, and of course she was a chosen of her goddess, so she could always find the local temple for help if needed.  But she didn't want to mention this, as she felt it might be crass.