Ah. Nisa had carefully observed his … tendencies. That did not bode well.

Aslan held his hands up, like this sad rule of gentlemen not kissing and telling was tragically out of his control.

“Yes, Nisa. I snatched a princess from a brothel, and I pleased her so well she ended up paying me instead. As long as you avoid anyone taller than me who has connections, it shouldn’t be a problem. Now, enough about me. Tell me more about your pretty, loyal maid.”