Chapitre 183: Blood of wild

The sun had just fallen and the shimmering moon glittered in the sky like a shiny pearl, its luminescence bright enough to light the entire inn. Even though Yakov hadn't allowed anyone to come inside the room, he has very carefully and skilfully lit the fire in the arched fireplace and currently except for the harsh breathing of two men and the crackle of the burning wood no sound came echoed in the room.