When Akatsuki reached the lower floor, the Innkeeper was at the counter, talking with a fat, greasy old man who had two City Guards near the door as his escort.
The Innkeeper bowed at the City Chief and pointed at Akatsuki. “Here she is, Milord, the servant of the famous Adventurer, Reylom Doggom. Or at least, it was what she said when she arrived yesterday.”
Akatsuki raised her eyes from the floor and looked straight at the Innkeeper. “Do I need to remind you, Innkeeper, how my Master reacts when someone mistreats or disrespects me? I am sure he will be more than willing to teach you how to treat his servants when he arrives.”
The Innkeeper trembled, not only because of her words but also because of the menacing way that strange little girl was looking at him.
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