"You did not disappoint me in the least." Charity whispered, shaking her head. How did she explain the inner turmoil going on in her mind? Part of her had wanted to go back to the dungeons afterwards, and part of her had demanded that she kept some pride-- she had probably made herself out to look like some sort of scarlet woman. On top of her own emotions, she had to wonder what he was thinking about all of this.
"I've never had the patience for that kind of work, I admire those who do."