Joust
Why are you looking at me like that? Eat or your supper will get cold!, Spia said eating the soup she cooked for both of them at the inn she rented for the month.
You told me that we’re going to a motel, so this is it? The queen pays you a lot more than the rest of us that you can buy this inn and more? Why bear this little …ah what is this place called anyway?, Spira reiterated irritated with the place since it’s tiny and simple. There is no bathroom and she can only walk from here to there like it’s the queen’s tools room. And it’s so tiny like about 25 square feet on every side.
Aha….I‘m thrifty and I like small spaces since I’m used to sleeping on the floor anyway. I’m a slave before and I don’t intend to change, for you, dear!, Spia said still sipping the soup and munching on a pita bread finishing the spicy meat dip she made while Spira is still looking at her in depth.
May the gods bless you! You are kind and I commend you, Spia! So where will I sleep then?