Alexis sits and wonders why she’s not happy. She’s so desperate she just does her work for free. The man she’s with, some noble from the city, is typical of most men she meets. Men... How many had she slept with in the past 48 hours? She couldn't remember anymore. If only there were some decent man who liked her for more than what she did. These men were all the same, easily pleased. If she could just find a man who wanted her, than perhaps she could be at ease once again.