HotD Luna[late teen]

The bed groaned slightly as Luna sat down in it. It was funny how the small rectangular seemed even smaller now that it was just her.

It had, of course, been just her for a long while. Just her and the sounds of the brothel around her, but never had she actually shared the bed with someone. Her mother had always been of the delusion that she would find a man to marry her off to and so she had forbidden Luna to "become a working girl" and Luna had obeyed despite knowing the absolute ridiculousness of it.

Luna wondered if her mother still believed in this possibility now that she had shared her bed with the Prince.

Nothing had happened between them. She had simply gotten him a place to sleep off the wine and he had held onto her through the night, but who was going to believe that when they had seen him leave the room? Sure, there was no blood on the sheets, but not everyone bled the first time... at least not if you were to believe those selling their virginity.

Had she screwed up her entire life by aiding the Prince and keeping him from being mugged? Was it terrible that she kind of missed the feeling of his warm body pressed against her own? Would she be expected to sell her body now that everyone thought she had already given herself up?

An insistent knock on the door broke her thought. "We have a client asking for a young blonde, Luna."

She swallowed. That awnsered one of the many questions floating around in her head.

"Coming!"