For some inexplicable reason, several aborigines felt a shiver run down their spine. They halted their steps somewhere on the inn stairs.
They had just come from a wonderful meal in the Inn Canteen as they were too tired from their travels to go outside (they ate different flavors of noodles) and the premier restaurant next door was fully booked.
Veronica rubbed her arms as she looked around, "I feel targeted."
Cassandra nodded, but thought it was just the cold as she continued climbing up, seeing the hallways with large maneuvrable windows letting air inside.
After all, the fresh breeze could enter the building and it was quite refreshing.
"Hm, you’re right," Veronica said, following the other girl to their designated room.
Cici and Vivi followed promptly, also looking around a bit. "Here’s your room," one of the so-called ’bellhops’ arrived and pointed certain doors. "These two rooms are the premier suite, for the two ladies." freewēbnoveℓ.com
As noble ladies, they never shared rooms.
"These two rooms are the family rooms. One for the lady servants, and the other for the guards."
"Thank you," she said and Lulu, their guide, handed a few copper to the man.
"Is that needed?"
"No, but we like giving a few coppers for people’s service. It shows our appreciation."
"I see," the aborigines nodded, duly noting the practice. Lulu saw that everyone was ready to settle in, she smiled and bid her farewell.
"Well, we’ll meet here tomorrow mid-morning," she said, "See you tomorrow!"
"Wait, Lulu."
It was Casandra. Lulu blinked and waited for her instructions but was instead greeted by shiny currency. Cassandra was a fast learner, and she was handing Lulu some copper.
The younger girl immediately flinched, "Oh nonono, at least not until I finish my job!"
"I insist…"
Lulu’s lips twitched and knew it would be difficult to explain the subtleties. "Uhm… I’ll take this as my advance tip. You don’t need to give me anymore!"
They nodded and Lulu really said her good nights before scurrying away.
Even if it was a bit confusing, everyone took note of this little culture before separating and heading to their own rooms.
Cassandra’s room was one the best rooms in the inn, and she couldn’t help but admire the interiors a bit, using a few chairs here and there.
The cushions were super soft, the textiles were smooth, and the designs were simple, but the colors were complementary and pleasing to the eyes.
Even if it wasn’t gold-plated like those luxury rooms she had been in before, she actually liked this much better. What was a luxury when the person using it wasn’t as comfortable?
She was just about to settle down when a knock came. She blinked, expecting it to be Veronica and almost lost her footing when she saw who it was.
"Gill?"
"Hi…" he mumbled, his face a little awkward. Cassandra just found it cute.
But she didn’t appear too friendly. She crossed her arms and waited for him to speak. "I… I’m sorry for running out on you like that."
"You just realized this now?"
Gill rubbed the back of his neck. "I’m… not very good with emotions," he said, "Otherwise I wouldn’t snap at anyone so much."
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