Chapter 4 - Oddity in Morale - part 8
The rest of the evening proved to be uneventful as I decided to treat Rustifard to a warm meal after soaking in the spa bath for a couple of hours.
The evening stretched on, exceeding its expected duration, and we found ourselves indulging in a delectable homemade soup lovingly prepared by the inn's gracious proprietor.
She had generously granted us the privilege of staying in the exquisite, superior-quality accommodations. In stark contrast to the standard rooms, which were simplistic, consisting of a modest writing desk, a wooden bed adorned with weathered bolts, and unadorned windows, these esteemed quarters exuded elegance.
Stepping into the higher-valued rooms, we were greeted by the luxurious sensation of plush carpeting underfoot. The beds, crafted with meticulous care, were adorned with sheets made from the finest, velvety-soft cotton.