Page 93 of The Dragon King's Assassin

Teng's face softened. “You didn't have to tell me about it.”

“I may have stolen some coins from Yusef's safe when the King wasn't looking.” I grinned. “I don't need the gold, Teng. I negotiated it for you.”

Tengven laughed uproariously. “Always thinking ahead, brother.” He hugged me, slapping my back. “Well done. So, you've got a plan for when he's done with you, eh?”

“As if I'd rely on the kindness of Dragons.” I snorted.

Teng chuckled. “My offer still stands. You can sail with us the next time we take the Lu-Ken out.”

“I may just take you up on that, but I'm hoping it won't be anytime soon.”

“Enjoying yourself, eh?”

“He's got a big dick, and he knows how to use it.” I grinned. “Yeah, I'm enjoying myself.”

Teng laughed again. “I wish you the best with him, brother.” He slipped the coin into a pocket. “In the meantime, I'll find out everything there is to know about Crushei Venlebar.”

“Thank you.”

“Fuck, you've already paid me ten times what I would have asked a stranger for. I should be thanking you. How about a drink before you go? I've got some Hesian wine.”

“That's twenty times what you would have asked,” I shot back with a smirk. “And the King gave me leave to take all the time I need. Pour the wine, brother.”

---