Carina came down into the hall and approached them with a smile.
“Hello,” – and she graciously lowered herself onto the furs, right next to Orel. He stretched towards her and kissed her.
“Have you rested?”
“I have, what about you?”
“Us too. Want some wine? Vil, get Carina a wineglass!”
“Oh, Vil, no need, I’ll get it myself” – she turned to Orel, “and in the meantime, if you don’t mind, I’ll take a sip from yours”.
“I don’t mind, but I don’t have a glass” – Orel lifted a half-empty heavy bottle.
“A-ah” – she laughed, – “Just be careful!”
He smiled at her too, touched a broken tooth with his finger: “You are talking about this? I’m trying”.
Vil was already fetching a glass.
She took a sip and shook her head: “I’ll become a drunk with you guys, what are you doing? Gambling again?”
“We were”.
“On money?” – She looked at the heaps of golden coins, sparkling on the thick furs.
“We were gambling on money, but Tol lost everything again”.
“And we decided to gamble on wishes”, – Enriki explained, – whoever loses, has to tell a story about himself.
“Like how he fucked for the first time!” – Tol added. –“Wanna play with us?!”
“Yeah, right! You’ll beat me right away! You play every day, and me – just from time to time!”
“So what! We will also tell our stories if you want, that’s even more fun!” – Tol went on.
“Then what’s the point of winning or losing?”
“No point! Let’s just tell our fuck stories, shall we?!”
“In that case, we don’t have to play at all” – Lis twisted his face. “Just sit around and talk about some bullshit!”
“For you, everything is bullshit!” – Tol said with outrage. – “And I like it! According to you, we should only talk about business all the time! I’m fed up with it!”
“You definitely should have gotten fed up! You are the one talking about business non-stop!”
“Arel! They’ve started again” – Carina laughed.
“Would you tell us what your first time was like?” – Orel asked, and his voice was like velvet.
“You pervert! Fine!” – She looked at her friends, naughty sparkles lit in her brown eyes. – “I’ll tell you! But you go first! I’ll listen to your stories, and then tell you mine”.
“You will lie to us!” – Tol roared, not even hiding his pleasure.
“I promise! I will tell you! Who’d we begin with?”
“With Squint-Eye”, – Orel laughed, – “He’s always the scape goat”.