The Little Prince. That was the name of the most well paid bar of Resaf, where all the drunken people that wanted to get drunken, really drunken, came at least once a month. There was also the place where Jon Lua Treach, The Drunken Gunslinger, was laughing, drinking sake, smoking something that even himself didn't know what was. On his left side, a blond woman, in front of him, a less drunken man who was a stranger to Jon, behind him, Alina DeMasque, entering by the window, wearing the body of Karen RedClaw and dressing a bride's dress. Alina: (talking slowly) Jon... I'm here! Jon: Did I?