He'd won through tenacityand skill, he'd tell them, showing off the skills he'd learned as aknight in the neighboring kingdom.As for what he was doing...in this kingdom, well... It definitely wasn'tthat he'd been caught sleeping with a noble's wife, or any such thing. Itdefinitely wasn't that he'd been forced to flee in disgrace. It was onlythat he'd heard that this land was troubled by a dragon, and had come tofight it. Not because he desperately wanted to find a place for himself,in a strange. He looked to his left as a little light shined in through a hole in that wall as well. He looked back to his right and noticed that both holes were the same size and on the same level.Being curious, he leaned forward just a little and looked through the hole to his left. With the light of the display screen, he could clearly see a man standing there with his pants on the floor and he was stroking his dick. He took only a moment to look and turned back to his video screen, he wanted to let him. Lo and behold, that horse - a long shot - won the race.Next race, as the horses lined up, the Priest stepped onto the track.Sure enough, he blessed one of the horses.The bookie made a beeline for a betting window and placed a small bet on the horse. Again, even though it was another long shot, the horse won the race. He collected his winnings, and anxiously waited to see which horse the Priest would bless next.He bet big on it, and it won.As the races continued the Priest kept blessing horses,. That's when he saw the garden salad and fresh bleu cheese dressing on the table set for one. There were two wine glasses, however."You don't eat," he blurted out, scrambling for a handle on the moment. "How could you prepare food like this?" Her answer surprised him."I was human once, you know," she replied tartly. He muttered that he didn't know that; when she snapped a glare at him, he knew she'd heard him anyway. "Just because I can't eat it, doesn't mean I can't cook it."She grabbed a.