I watched Meli walk off with Garrick, feeling a slight ease knowing the horses would be tended to. I turned to the inn, taking a long moment to observe the area before we stepped inside.

The two guards at the nearby post looked relaxed, dressed in simple leathers and furs. The general atmosphere was calm; people were closing up shop and heading home. I saw no one glancing over their shoulders, and no signs of the Windpikes' sleek, predatory nature. That was a relief.

Elena and Isolde moved with me to the entrance of the "Moon Rabbit’s Respite." As we stepped inside, the warm smell of apple cider and baked goods washed over us. The sound of music and friendly chatter filled the room.

Behind the bar, a quick-moving Harengon, Pacer, was already cleaning glasses and serving drinks at a frantic pace. He looked up, spotting us, and his greeting came out in a single rush of words.

I stepped forward, keeping my voice clear and steady to cut through the din.

[b]"We need room for five people,"[/b] I said, speaking slowly and clearly. [b]"And we have five horses that need to be stabled for the night."[/b] I paused, ensuring Pacer processed the request. [b]"What is the total price for the room and stabling the five horses?"[/b]