Dance of the Gods

It felt really strange, walking into a brothel. Back in her own world places like this didn't exist anymore, or at least in her country they were illegal.

The double door was guarded by two large man. Just by looking at them Veronica knew they were tough, not just because of their muscle mass, but they held themselves with much more confidence than an average bouncer should've.

'They are probably ex-military or something... At least they aren't ascended!'

Touching her pocket watch it didn't warn her about the two man, and for some reason it didn't register Alex either, but why would it, she already knew about his ascended status!

Veronica let Alex go in front of her and was about to let him do the talking, but one of the bouncer thought himself a bit too funny.

"Ah, are you bringing her to be a lady of the night? Hmm... Yeah, you will fetch a good price from Madam Sierra, but I hope this girl is at least on board. It's such a pain to break them in..."

Before the man could say more Veronica had stepped forward and delivered a strong punch right onto his nose, breaking it. The other bouncer instantly went on high alert, but before he could pull a gun out, Alex was already holding one to his head.

"We aren't here for any business like that. We are here because of the murder. Now fuck off and let us inside, before blow both of your fuckin' brains out!"

This second bouncer seemed to be much smarter than the other and after one glance at Alex's wrathful eyes, he stood aside with both of his hands up. His partner was still kneeling on the ground, blood gushing from his nose.

While passing inside Veronica didn't fail to give another moderate kick to the man's balls. He fully went down, coughing.

Alex took one look at her, then his previous angry face showed a small smile and he gave her a nod of approval. Veronica giggled a bit, then turned away and looked inside the large room.

Her breath got stuck in her throat from awe. The whole interior was really luxurious and gigantic. From the outside she thought it would be something amazing, but she never imagined anything like this.

The ceiling was at least 10 or 15 meters above her with a large crystal chandelier shining in the middle. The room itself was huge with lots of sitting areas and cushioned couches everywhere.

Right next to her there was a wide staircase leading up to the many rooms inside the building. It took her a while longer to actually realize what the rooms were for and only after that did she notice the people everywhere.

There were loads of them, dozens. Most of them were woman, but every now and then she noticed a man as well, it was instantly noticeable if they were working in the brothel or just customers.

The working female's wore dresses which were very different from Veronica's own. The length didn't even reach their knees, while their whole arms and even their clavicles were showing. Their cleavage was also on display and some of them looked like their breast could pop out at any moment.

The dressed were close fitting and possible a size smaller for added sexual effect.

The male's who were also working there, waltzed around in tank tops, which really highlighted their sculpted bodies. They also wore shorts which was also stuck to their body and gave Veronica a good look at their ass.

When one of the male sex workers saw her lingering gaze, he gave her a wink, which caused Veronica to look away with burning cheeks. Next to her Alex laughed a bit watching this interaction with great interest.

Close to the entrance was a reception area. Behind the counter was a woman in a dress similar to the other ladies, but hers was a bit more modest.

Veronica looked her up and down once. The small smile quickly disappeared from her face as she realized that it wasn't a woman at all sitting there, but a girl of about 15 or 16 years of age.

Her mortified expression was quickly noticed by the girl, but before she could say anything Alex spoke.

"Where is Madam Sierra? I would like to speak to her." His voice sounded a bit angry, but Veronica payed it no heed. Her eyes were locked on the teenager working in a brothel.

By law children under 18 years of age had mandatory school, but there were special cases. For example Sofie had a fulltime job in the inn, even though she was only 17 years old, but working in a family owned business and in a brothel was vastly different.

"Good night to the Sir and Miss. Madam Sierra is currently in a meeting and will only be available after about half an hour." Said the girl in a squeaky, high-pitched voice. It sounded like a small girl talking, which draw a large contrast to the environment.

"Does the pair require someone to pass the time with? We have great prices and most even accept threesomes!" They didn't deign to answer her question. Instead Veronica turned towards her and spoke in a low voice.

"What's your name? How old are you?" The girl was taken aback for a moment, but soon a self deprecating smile appeared on her round face.

The girl actually looked quite good. Her body wasn't fully developed, which took away from her charm a bit, but Veronica could already see that she will grow into a very beautiful lady, if she won't get killed by some client of course!

While answering the girl started to play with a lock of her long blond hair. It was in a large bun, but a few locks were left hanging.

"I get this question more than the Miss knows. My name is Eileen and I'm 16 years old. Yes, I work here even though I shouldn't. No, I won't tell you why. Yes, it is legal. No, I'm not a lady of the night yet, since only people above 18 can work like that legally. Yes, I will be working like them when I reach that age. Any more questions?"

Veronica was stumped by this answer. She really wanted to scold the girl for being an idiot and working here, but in the end she just let the matter drop. It wasn't her life, so who was she to tell the kid what to do.

Since they had to wait until Madam Sierra was free to talk to, they spent that time walking around and talking to the prostitutes. They asked them about Alex's five crew members, but most didn't know who they were talking about, or just pretended not to.

It was a smart tactic. If you don't know anything, people won't ask questions, no matter how much they want to.

They had talked with most workers, but all they had gotten from them was, that there were some people murdered in some of the rooms and it caused a lot of issues for Madam Sierra.

At some point Veronica asked Alex who Madam Sierra actually was. Everybody talked about her and she had an idea, but wanted to make sure.

"She is the owner of the Red Swan and also its manager. Everyone inside this establishment is working for her and she makes a lot of money both from the brothel and from some other illegal stuff." He leaned closer and spoke in a voice much lower than before.

"She is also an ascended of the Sinner path, so be careful with her. As far as I know she is only of the 8th order, but never underestimate anyone!" She gave him a small nod and tried to recall what she read about the Sinner path.

'They were the main path of the Church of Desire and their main power resided in seduction. Very fitting for a brothel's manager... They were also supposedly very beautiful. I wonder how this Madam Sierra looks like.'

She tried to think some more about the path, but the only other information that came to her mind, was their divination style, which they used a mirror for.

The half hour went by quickly and soon the door to the manager's office opened, two man stepped out the door, both dressed way too well for this kind of place.

Inside her dresses pocket, Veronica's watch vibrated lightly marking the two individuals as ascended. Alex had noticed them as well, but payed them no heed as he walked to Madam Sierra's door.

Quickly, Veronica followed, but as she was about to step inside a strange shiver ran down her spine. Discreetly she turned around and looked at people in the room. There was nothing particular about any of them and in the end decided to head inside.

She didn't notice that one of the woman sitting on a couch, looked straight at her with a wrathful expression and murderous smile.