Chapter Thirteen

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Betty POV The caravan was stopped and the innkeeper of the largest inn came out to greet Enzo and his men, four smaller inns that made up the rest of the town’s inns. The smaller inns would get some of these men and boys to sleep and feed for the night. This group's arrival usually means good coins for the coming winter, helping the town grow and thrive, according to the cook, who had been happy to talk to us about our journey and different things to expect. My brothers were only too happy to take it all in, and we watched the interaction with the innkeeper, as he ordered how many could stay and how many would go to other inns. I could hear what was being said, but I knew my brothers could not, so I did not react, as they discussed the different wagons. We were lucky, we were not sitting

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