Several hours had passed, and the first glimpses of the mother moon began to dominate the horizon, forcing the father sun to retreat and rest.
The door to the inn was opened once more and the shaven owner naturally immediately recognized the abnormally smooth footsteps of his temporary guest.
But everyone else didn't know who the new arrival was, looking at her like she was some kind of alien or an invader.
Turning to her, the innkeeper merely scowled angrily, his menacing gaze fixed on the undesirable customer.
"How can you get away without me realizing it, I'll never understand ..."
The newcomer only grunted in response, continuing her smooth path to the counter.
"I thought you wouldn't come back ..."
Chatting, the innkeeper knew the newly appeared figure. Well, just a little ... he had only known her for a few days.