บท 552: Waterfall Inn (Ch.553)

A loud rapping against the doors of the Waterfall Inn echoed down the quiet streets and the doors swung open, a middle aged man dressed in brown robes stood on the other side, a stiff smile on his face.

"Apologies, Lord. But the inn is no longer accepting patrons at this time." The middle aged man who was assumably the innkeeper relayed in a gruff voice.

"I have a reservation." Neveah relayed, deepening her voice as much as she could.

The innkeeper glanced over Neveah for a moment, his gaze lingering on the scarf she had wrapped around her head and neck, leaving only her eyes visible.

Over that, Neveah had on a straw hat that curved low and hid even her eyes from view. It was a typical protective attire for merchants that travelled through the deserts to guard against the white sands in sandstorms.

"May I see it?" The innkeeper asked, his voice had taken on a more polite tone after a good look at Neveah.