I drifted off for a little while in a fitful sleep. I woke up tired and cold. After getting dressed for the day, I made my way up to the inn. It was about 30 minutes until breakfast as I walked into the kitchen. There were a couple of helpers bustling around the kitchen. They momentarily paused as I came in the door. Then quickly went back to work. I let them handle things and went to the front desk, where the old man sat drinking some coffee.
“Good Morning,” I said to him, trying to sound like my usual chipper self. He just grunted at me. “Okay then,” I said, leaving him be. I walked around the sitting room tidying up, fluffing pillows, and fixing up the fire. About five minutes before breakfast, I went into the kitchen to make myself a plate of food. I figured I might as well eat somet
