"Thanks for the wild goose chase you sent me on."

I stared at the limping guard in surprise. It couldn't be more than a few hours since he'd practically fled the dungeons after I let go of his dick, but he was still walking funny.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

He snarled from across the cell. "I mean, you wanted me to find your maid? What, was that some kind of joke?"

I sat up straighter, shaking my head. "What are you talking about?"

"Please," he ...