The knights strode inside the Inn. Warm pleasant air tickled their head and revealed how burning their cheeks were.
The heads all averted on them and they faced a mere silence.
"Maybe you want to own your business."
Natasha shouted at people who were staring at them.
People turned back, pretending that no one cared about them but they couldn't avoid the curiosity. The knights just arrived a night before the Snow feast and came to a rather calm place.
The knights walked to the counter where a young man was standing, his blond hair was tied on the back of his head.
Natasha removed her hood, wearing a stern face as always. Not considering this place as a nice one for her noble ass.
"We want three rooms, the best one you have."
The young man was drowned in a daze, he couldn't believe his eyes. The girl's hair was as black as ink and her eyes as shiny as purple gems, she was a goddess from the heavens.
