“But if you agree to my request, you can eat fresh dishes every day for free and still make money,” Rosalie added.
It did sound like a guaranteed win. Talia hesitated for a moment, then said, “Then I want 60″. I still have to provide people and manage things.”
“No problem.” Rosalie agreed at once.
Rosalie had come this time partly to expand her reach. If Talia had refused, she would have found someone else.
Now that Talia agreed, it saved Rosalie a lot of trouble.
Talia happily finished every dish Rosalie made.
That night, space in the tribe was tight. There were only three rooms for the five of them. That meant one husband would share a room with Rosalie, which was not an issue.
The real problem was that two husbands would have to share a room.
Husbands were usually rivals. Getting along was rare. Sharing a room was even harder.
Cameron, Leon, Declan, and Gael looked at each other. Each wanted to sleep with Rosalie, and none wanted to share with another husband.
Rosalie chose the fairest solution. Drawing lots.
She picked up a stick and snapped it into four pieces. The longest would sleep with Rosalie. The shortest would sleep alone. The two in the middle would share.
The four drew eagerly. In the end, Declan happily followed Rosalie into her room. Leon looked disappointed and went off alone.
That left one cat and one fox staring each other down, neither liking the other.
Inside their room, there was only one bed. Cameron moved fast and jumped onto the bed, leaving Gael no chance.
Gael pressed his lips together and walked out. Not long after, Rosalie pushed the door open and smiled at Cameron. “Cameron, Gael’s tail is injured and can’t take the cold. Please let him sleep on the bed.”


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