[color=gold]"It's not a threat, knight, it's a promise,"[/color] he called to the man as he headed for the door. He turned to Hal and asked,
[color=gold]"Can you send a barrel of beer to my room, Hal? Put in on my tab, you know I've got the coin to pay you,"[/color] to which Hal nodded and spoke to another man behind the bar who proceeded to carry a barrel of beer up the old wooden stairs to Buzdrem's room.
[color=gold]"The name's Buzdrem, m'lady, but you may call me Buz,"[/color] he said to the young women on his arm as he walked over to his seat at the bar. He took a final swig of his drink and offered the stool next to him to the young lady.
[color=gold]Would you like a drink or shall we go to my room?"[/color] he asked politely. He already suspected her plan so he was quite confident he knew what the answer would be. She'd be in for a surprise when they got there though, Buzdrem still unable to shake the images of the girl he knew that looked exactly like her from his head.