Ch 250: Arriving at the inn - Part 2

Layla studied him with piercing eyes. "Your customers seem... on edge."

The innkeeper hesitated, his jovial mask slipping for a brief moment. "Just... travelers' nerves," he mumbled. "Rumors of trouble on the roads, nothing more."

Mary Ann arched a brow. "I've never seen a room full of hardened men look so afraid of 'rumors.'"

Before the innkeeper could stammer a reply, the front door banged open with a gust of cold wind. Every head in the room snapped toward the entrance, hands twitching toward concealed weapons.

A lone figure stepped inside, hood pulled low, face obscured by shadow. They moved with quiet confidence toward the bar, saying nothing as they signaled for a drink.

Tension ratcheted higher. Patrons exchanged uneasy glances, visibly relieved when the door swung shut again, locking out the chill—but not the palpable unease.

Raziel leaned toward Layla, voice low. "We should eat quickly and leave."