people often yearn for what they loathe. It makes for good business opportunities for the beloathed, but you have to watch your back- or have other unwelcome watch it for you. -- Weirdlet
They called her Passion, though her name for herself was Reprieve. A statuesque beauty, even though she was a Hellkin. Poems had been written about her hair. Odes dedicated to her singing voice. People who would rebuke and revile Hellkin like her leaped to grovel in mud lest she mar her shiny hooves. Of course, she was a Courtesan.
"There are two differences between a Courtesan and a Whore," she lectured her prentices. "One is education. A Courtesan is knowledgeable and skilled, expected to engage in conversation and entertain in wider arenas than the bedchamber. Philosophy, dance, politics, and how to play at least one instrument is to a Courtesans' advantage. The second difference is knowing what a patron wants before they express it fully," here, her luminous eyes flashed with mischief, "and making them beg for it."
Eros stopped stretching in his practice contortions to sit properly for a change. "A Prostitute can do all those things, too."
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