Corsica Morhban/Rumors

"Aye, there they were, right in the corner." The bartender of The Rusty Wench gestured to one of the corner booths with the stein he was drying. "The young Balfours Lord and th' Kushite heiress. He joined her, some words were exchanged, an' then she settles herself next to him, givin' him a peck on the lips. They got real cozy after that, and it wasn't too long before they left together."