The room was small and smelled of tanning chemicals. It was not the best room I had stayed in, but I did not have much experience of staying in different rooms, to be honest.
With the many things that had happened to me, it was sometimes hard to believe that I had not seen much of the world. After all, I had only slept in two places, my home and the room assigned to me in the Academy. I am not counting the tent.
There was a bed, a chair, and a window that looked out towards the road. I hung my coat on the back of the chair and sat down on the edge of the bed with the crystal still pressed against my ribs.
The inn was quiet. The four men in the common room had gone, and the woman who ran the place had put out the lamps and gone to bed. Most likely we had paid her enough that she did not bother to seek out any new customers. The warband was settled in their rooms down the hall, and I cut out the sound of their voices.
