<div class="floatleft">(http://i66.tinypic.com/2diegso.jpg)</div><br/><br/>At the innkeeper's gesture, Mia leaned forward, the expression on her lovely features curious.  Her cleavage deepened as she leaned over the counter, listening.<br/><br/>But not for long.  She straightened once more, her eyebrows going up.  Her full lips, still red from the wine, twisted, although it was difficult to tell whether in amusement or disdain.  "Oh you will, will you?"  She said, her tone communicating the same mixture.<br/><br/>And yet, Mia's mode of dress was not very modest, nor had the monastery emphasized such things.  What harm would there be in showing him a little more?  She gave him an arch look, lips curling up just a little, a hand resting on the curve of her hip.  "I assure you, I am very lovely under my clothing.  What help can you give to see for yourself.  I have no wish to share a bed."<br/><br/>As Caddia addressed the crowd, Mia frowned.  She half turned, keeping one eye on the developing situation, ready to support her companion if necessary.