Back to the Ship

The couple wakes up to loud banging at their door. The innkeeper shouts while in the hall way, demanding payment for the night before and the following day. Draven chuckles softly as he trails his hands over Sarah's waist, nuzzling into her neck. He whispers in her ear, "I'm not done with you, the innkeeper can wait a … few more hours." Sarah looks at him in surprise as she feels her body awaken to his touch. They make love again, their actions driving the innkeeper away from the door in embarrassment. After the third session they both are nearly exhausted to the point of collapse, which causes Draven to suggest a relaxing bath. Sarah mentions that she knows of a bath house where they are guaranteed hot water and privacy and they quickly get dressed to leave the inn.
While Sarah is getting dressed in her normal outfit that she wears while on board, Draven retrieves a bag of chocolate disks that he had gotten when Sarah had passed out the night before. He exchanges the chocolate disks with the gold bag that Sarah had strapped to her hip the day before. When she finishes getting dressed she faces him and motions towards the bag that sat on the bed.
"That's your money by the way. Hazard pay for getting attacked twice, fees for working in the kitchen, payment for fighting the men who sought to rape my sisters and I and steal the supplies off the ship and possibly kill the men they couldn't convert to serve them. It's quite a bit of money you've obtained. You could easily buy a large size of land and build a medium home and live well for the next twenty or thirty years. Even with a wife and children if you wanted to."
Draven shakes his head and cinches his belt before smirking at her. "You keep it, I'll probably spend it all within the day anyways."
Sarah nods softly and turns away from him. He tries to slip off but the innkeeper stops him before he leaves the foyer.
"Where's my money Sam Wright?"
Draven looks at her and puts on his most charming smile as he looks at her. "My wife is coming down with your money good woman. I am going out before her to procure some rides for us to be able to leave in the next two days."
"Why don't I believe you? I think you told that young woman you were with that you would marry her so that you can stiff her with the bill in the morning. I know you got your entertainment with her this morning, probably got it last night as well. I want my money from you! Not her. Poor thing doesn't know you left mores than likely."
Draven shakes his head and starts to correct the woman when Sarah descends the stairs. His voice freezes up as he sees her walking in her full uniform. Her legs, the legs that he had touched and felt wrapped around his body, flashes from the slits in her skirts. Her midsection, the flesh still slightly red from where he had nuzzled against it, flows with her every step. The scratches of his nails still evident on her sides and lower back as the band, slightly wider now and covering the lower part of her breasts not just the nipples, covers the scratches that he knows runs the entire length of her back. The innkeeper also stares in shock before she starts stuttering.
"You…you are his … his wife C…C…captain?"
Sarah looks over at the innkeeper and then looks at Draven. He can see a small fire of annoyance that he had left her behind and only was detained because of the innkeeper stopping him before he could ditch her and break the contract. She looks back at the innkeeper and nods. "I am. We were married by my sister aboard the ship yesterday morning before we left to visit his family in a village north of here. Unfortunately we weren't scheduled to stop at the docks close to his home so we could not marry in his village with his family in attendance and we didn't want to wait." Sarah tilts her head to the side in curiosity. "Is there a problem?"
The innkeeper shakes her head and lifts both hands in surrender. "No…no ma'am. No problem. Your credit is good enough to pay for your room so long as you want to stay here. Food too. And your husband there can get whatever he wants so long as the two of you remain married."
Sarah nods and walks over to him and arches an eyebrow. "Shall we leave then…husband?"
Draven smirks at the inn keeper before motioning for Sarah to precede him out the inn. She leads him to the bath house, and by the time they get there her anger has cooled slightly and now she feels nothing but disappointment in him. She had thought he was honorable, but now that he was off the ship he was showing signs of not being afraid to lie, cheat and abandon to achieve his ends. Refusing aid, in whatever manner, she had learned was the swiftest way to failure and death. When they reach the bath house they are given a private bathing room and Draven seduces Sarah into making love with him in the water. When they finish they make their way back to the inn, where Sarah confirms that Draven can use her name to obtain whatever he needs on her credit, but she warns him to not use it too much or no one will believe that he has her permission and if he wanted to travel without her then he wouldn't be allowed to use it and they would need her to confirm that he could use her name. She tells him the first time he visits any store and plans to use her name to make purchases then it would be best to let her accompany him, and he agrees.
The next three days fly by in a blur of multiple love making sessions, eating, sleeping, and waiting for the day when the cakes Maryann was making would be finished. On the day that they were to pick up the cakes, Draven travels to Maryann's home and gives her several gold coins if she would have the cakes delivered to his village. Maryann agrees and Draven returns to the inn. Seeing Sarah pacing anxiously in the room, he smirks and pulls her to him. They make love again before they have to leave the port city to begin their journey.