What Hugo Desires
Hugo was quiet, staring at Nicklos intently. Distrust radiated off him like the heat radiated off the sun. He was tense, arms crossed over his chest. The scrunched eyebrows and the way he gritted his teeth while leaning back in his chair, where all tell tale signs that theses two had history. Not a pleasant one at that. The man sitting next to him was of course, in no better shape. The disgust was most eminent. He kept his hands down at his sides, resting next to his knife. Eyebrown scrunched in anger, his eyes never once leaving Nicklos's face, his posture was so rigid I don't even think the wind could move him.
But after a few moments of collective silence, a grimy grin appeared on Hugo's face. The yellows of his teeth where bright despite being in a dark room. Black specs coated the grimy teeth, making them look rotten and gross. His lips where chapped, dead skin poking up as his smile continued to grow. I tried not to shudder as I pulled my eyes away from his face, uncomfortable with the view. I can't believe this was the man we came to see. I mean Laylia had to have a type right? She couldn't just let any man into her bed. If she wanted to be seen as a royal, she can't just let anyone sleep with her.
"Let's just keep it at a to be determined for now. I am sure there is something you could be useful for. But I want to hear the terms and conditions first before I just willy nilly agree to anything you say. I think I have learned enough after the last time." Hugo grumbled, his arms loosening enough to where his muscles stopped bulding. The assistant on the other hand, kept his posture as still as a statue. He was so alert, he almost looked like a guard dog.
Without missing a beat, Nicklos went into explaining the situation, and then the plan. Hugo remained silent, listening intently as Nicklos explained his plan on getting Hugo inside. When he was finished, Hugo burst into a million tears as he laughed. His whole chest shook and rocked as he bellowed his amusement. I watched as he clawed at himself, trying to breath through the many snorts he exuded. His laughter turned into a long wheeze, making him sound like a deranged seal on the beach.
"You are kidding right? Of all people here, you come to me with such a preposturous plan and hope that I get on board with it? You are daft, nay, you are an absolute idiot! Laylia has a certain taste, and believe me when I say I am not what suits her. She would rather skin a person like me alive. I can't go in, but I can get you around." There was a sneer on his face as fell upon my chest. The gross slimey feeling that came over my body, was enough to make me shiver my disgust.
"You will have to disguise yourself if you want to get in to the brothel. With your figure, pretty lady, that won't be hard. Men like strong and slender women here, it means domination you becomes a game. These women wear little to nothing, mostly just thin layers of silk to cover their nether regions. But they keep their identity secret with a veil and shawl. Most men won't bother taking it off because they rather do the do and go. You resemble Laylia quite a bit, so if you are found out you will be in trouble. Laylia likes to keep her pedestle of the prettiest woman in the brothel, so she will kill you if she finds you a threat." The smug look on his face seemed to pale as he directed his attention back over to Nicklos.
Nicklos was tense. Both of his fists rested on the table, but they where white as he clenched them tightly. He sat rigid, ready to fight him if he had kept on talking. The golden orbs that I loved to stare at, where trained on him, watching his every movement like a cat would stare at pray. He didn't even look this menacing at Uriah when he beat me up all those years ago If looks could kill, Hugo would have already been dead. I placed a calm and reassuring hand on his shoulder, hoping to pacify his anger before he did anything stupid.
"I have no qualms about blending in. Tell me how to get around her brothel." I squeezed his shoulder as his head snapped up. He was going to protest, but we didn't have the time. Maxwell still needed to be rescued, and we needed answer on her plans. I would do everything I needed to, to protect me Kingdom, and it's people.
"Very good. You are going to need that mindset going into a place like that. Observe the ladies well, because if you walk as rigid as you stand, they will catch on quickly. I know you are there to get information, but you won't do that behind bars. With that being said, there are two different spots Laylia likes to go. One is her room where she stores documents and the likes, the other is the dungeon. The dungeon use to be a place for...less mild play. But recently, she has been harboring a prisoner down there. I am not sure what for, so it would be best if you found your information while is down their. From what I understand, she mostly visits at night, so you should have an hour time frame to get what you need and get out."
"Her room where she conducts buisness, and I don't mean the real dirty kind, is up on the third floor. The stairs to get up to the second floor are right in the foyer. Women like to display themselves their for the pickings. Once you are on the second floor, the stairs to the next floor are all the way at the other end. It helps to build the excitement and testosterone if they go up to the third floor. Men there are mostly drunk and only think about doing the deed. The longer they wait, the more excited they become." Hugo was grinning ear to ear, almost proud that he knew so much about this brothel. But what came out of his mouth, only seemed to anger Nicklos more.
"How is any any of that relevant? Can you just tell us how to get to her office without all the added nonsense?" Nicklos spat bitterly. Hugo scoffed in response.
"If you want to blend in, you need to think like them too. You may not be there for pleasure, but others are. If you don't act the way they do, they wills swarm you like plague. Now, once you are up the stairs, there will be a big gold painted door with a red winged patter on it. That's Laylia's office and play room. But you need to be careful on the third floor. They don't joke around up there. On the third floor, is where they try milking the rich men on their money. Drug inhanced inscense sticks are placed in everyroom. I can tell you, that they will become wild beasts once they get a wiff of it." Then his eyes wandered over to me once again and I felt a slimey feeling creeping down my spine. His eyes slowly dragged down my body once more, but this time felt more creepy and gross.
"Women are also affected by it. Your body will become hot and unbareable. Your phermones will increase and the need to have sex will be strong. It muddles your brain to the point where the only thing you can think about is sex. Every touch will be like a millions waves of electricty pouring through your body. That's just a wiff, once you come into close contact with it, you will be a woman in heat. Every ounce of you will become a ball of flame and pleasure, and you will lose all sense of sanity. You won't be satisfied until the inscense is gone. They are very powerful drugs." His tone was soft, almost yearning as he dragged them back up my body and rested upon my face.
"Enough. Thank you, Hugo, we will be leaving now." Nicklos angrily pushed the chair away from the table. He pushed himself in front of me, keeping Hugo's praying eyes off of my body. I clutched quietly at his worn-out cloak, thankful that he was here with me. In that moment I felt small, almost like I was the mouse instead of the cat. I didn't like feeling so powerless in front of such a gross and disgusting man.
"Remember, you owe me a favor now Nicklos. Keep that in mind." Hugo's voice radiated with rich amusement as Nicklos quietly ushered me away. My body felt like ice as he escorted me out of the small house, and into the streets. His eyes still bore into my flesh like a hot iron, and it wouldn't go away. I hoped that these men in the brothel, wouldn't be as hungry as him.