I can't really say that I remember much about what happened after I stumbled out of the training area, the exhaustion creeping in yet again while my mind just bounced between how tired I was, how horny I was, and how badly I wanted to have something to eat.
That last one won out by a large margin, so I was drawn to the dining hall that was closest and quietly walked inside, joining the dozens of others who were waiting at tables that were kept perpetually stacked with food.
I sat down and not even a moment later a serving girl swished on by, dropping a plate of meat, bowl of stew, loaf of bread and a large cup of some kind of wine right in front of me before she just moved away.
