The Voldigards booked a room in a luxurious tavern. The ground floor was an Inn that had several people drinking and dancing. Michael however was not in the mood to mingle with the ground. Instead, he and Gaya followed Eve behind until they reached the wooden door.
"This is your room. If you need something, I am just a door away," Eve said as Michael twisted the metal knob, opening the door with a small creak.
"See you tomorrow," Michael nodded at Eve before walking into his room with Gaya. The room was clean, neat, and cozy. There was a white queen bed big enough for Michael and Gaya, a large window draped with an orange curtain, blocking the light, and a small round table with a couple of red chairs for them to dine in.
Nightmare leaped onto the bed and bounced on it to see how bumpy the bed was.
