Jaehaerys slowed his pace and took her arm so she was walking beside him. If he was going to be his intended she might as well get used to it. "I do hope you will treat me to something rare. There are certain delicacies a man misses greatly when away from home. Does my lady have any ideas of what she might prefer this evening?"
"It's just around the corner." The scent of spices- many of them meant to be aphrodesiacs and others simply to make the street smell a little nicer- drifted on the wind. The murmer of voices could be heard and he grinned as they turned onto the correct street. The brothel was a small manse, now catering to knights and nobility wishing a bit more privacy and anonymity. "And here we are. Alayna's."