As the weeks went on, the sisters left the forest at their back as they wandered from town to town, and whenever their purses were empty, they had no problem finding patrons willing to part with silver and gold for a chance at any of the girls in their bed. At Spring’s urging, Summer kept her use of magic at a minimum, and far from the forest her power was weaker than she would have liked in any case, but a bit of a rumour had spread about her, and since indulging the kind of desires that magic helped fulfil was a more ready source of gold than silver, she would on occasion break it out for her patrons.
Spring and Autumn were no slouches either, and discovering that one man would pay more to bed the two of them together than four would pay to bed them apart, they quickly developed a solid routine that had them from finding a patron in the common room of an inn to relaxing in the bath with a full purse in half an hour.