A couple of hours later after executing one of the City Watch, Lucas was now standing in front of a two story stone building in one of the most prosperous areas of King's Landing. The Silk Street.
The building was quite famous, particularly among the wealthy men of the city. This was Chataya's brothel, one of the few establishments serving the city's elite, the influential and powerful people. Along with Petyr Baelish's establishment, it was one of the top two brothels in King's Landing.
His presence, in front of a whorehouse, had already caused a small wave of murmurs and chatter among the onlookers on the street and the workers of the brothel. There was hardly anyone in the city who did not recognize the man who had become the hero of King's Landing. Lord Lucas Lannister.
Amidst the intense gazes of the onlookers, whose expressions promised that news of his visit would spread far and wide, Lucas stepped inside. The half dozen soldiers of the City Watch accompanying him stopped at the doors, standing in guarding position.
"Lord Lannister," a couple of young women dressed in thin, revealing clothes greeted him as soon as he entered.
Both were practically pushing themselves forward, raising their breast, speaking seductively. They were trying to gain as much of his attention as possible. In this line of work, serving rich and influential people opened doors to success. A small act of favour from him could change their entire lives. Seeing no reaction from him, both women sighed in disappointment.
"Lady Chataya has been informed of your arrival," one of them said. "She will be here in a moment. Please, follow us."
Lucas gave a small nod as he followed the two women into a luxurious room. It was richly decorated with a large bed, fine furniture, colorful tapestries, and pleasantly scented flowers in vases. It was an environment perfectly designed for arousal and pleasure.
Chataya certainly knew her craft. Lucas took a seat on one of the chairs while the two women withdrew to the walls, staying within his sight. Perhaps, they were still hoping to have his attention.
In a few moments, a middle aged woman entered the room. She possessed the dark skin typical of the Summer Isles, with eyes the color of sandalwood. She was tall, and in her loosely draped robes, she looked every bit elegant and beautiful. And Seductive.
"Lord Lannister," she said with a seductive smile as she approached. "Forgive me for keeping you waiting. If you had sent word of your arrival through one of your men, I would have made proper arrangements for welcome."
"It is fine," Lucas waved a hand dismissively.
"It is very rare for someone of your calibre to show up directly on the doors of a brothel. Powerful and influential people like you do not usually visit brothels publicly," she continued. "Either they visit in secret or have our services brought to them. They are quite conscious of their image."
"I do not care what other people think of me," Lucas replied.
Chataya let out a giggle, her movements graceful.
"Now," she said, "how can I be of use to you? What type of lady would you prefer? A mature woman like myself? Someone young and a virgin? Essosi? Northern? Or perhaps something more specific?"
"You certainly have variety," Lucas chuckled. "But no. I am not here to fuck one of your girls."
Chataya raised her eyebrows. "If you are not here for pleasure, then what the hell are you here for? I doubt I provide any other service."
"I am here for business," Lucas replied.
"Trading in flesh for pleasure is the only business I conduct," she remarked.
"I am aware," Lucas replied. "And I want you to do something for me related to this only."
"I wonder if you are aware of the women I recently rescued from the subhuman conditions in the brothels of the slums and Flea Bottom," he said.
"Yes," she replied. "Who in this city does not know of it. You descended like a white knight and rescued women from their cruel masters. More than three hundred of them. Your act has been so impactful that the sudden decrease in the number of whores has created a shortage in the city, pushing prices quite high. Whores are getting richer."
"Though I applaud you for it," she added with a small smile. "Not only have you freed them, but you have provided them with shelter and have been bearing the burden of their care for days. A heroic act, indeed."
Lucas had rescued many women from illegal brothels where they had been treated worse than cattle. In those establishments, their lives and dignity held no value. Even for the standard of the medieval world, things had been very very bad.
As long as a patron was willing to pay the price, they were allowed to do anything to the women. One lady had been discovered whose skin had been peeled off from many parts of her body. Lucas has had to secretly use a little bit of healing powers to save that particular lady. All of it had been a den of cruelty and brutality.
Lucas would not claim he had done this purely out of mercy or for the welfare of the women. While their lives were certainly better now and he intended to keep them that way, he also had his own selfish interests in rescuing them. There were many people living in similar misery, but he had chosen these women because it suited his agenda.
And thanks to his heroic rescue, the majority of those women had become completely loyal to him. This was what he had wanted from the beginning. Their loyalty.
"Most of the ladies do not know anything else and have no one else to rely on. And therefore most of them want to return to their profession, albeit in a better work condition."
"What do you want me to do, then?" Chataya questioned. "Surely you are not asking me to take them all into my brothel."
Lucas shook his head.
"I want you to train them in the art of pleasing men," he said. "True, they have been in this trade their entire lives, but they do not know how to behave around or how to please rich men and nobles. Since you are the master of this particular art, I want you to teach them. Make them competent enough so that they could make men dance on their fingers like you and girls are able to do."
Chataya felt silent as she heard Lucas' request and he could guess the reason, even so, he remained silent and waited for her to first request.
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