Rohan directly headed toward one of the inns of the city. The cost for a night wasn't high, and even if it was, Rohan didn't care at all.
He booked a room and without looking back, he entered inside. It was a small room, with only a bed and nothing more. There were better inns with rooms made for rich people and even special ones for nobles, but Rohan's plan wasn't even to sleep here anyway, and the more inconspicuous it was, the better.
He sat down on the floor and took out a sheet of paper, as well as a small bottle of ink and a pencil from his bag. He could only thank Delia for giving him all of that, as he didn't know where he could find paper.
He quickly wrote something, and a few minutes later, Rohan left the room and the building. He headed straight for his family's estate, but he wasn't planning on showing himself as a flower. He was still searched by everyone after all.