Mallory followed Danae and Sarisa to the door, along with Ryan, Callum, Emica and Jorgen. Smudge was still in the sling. “If people have been coming to hear the bard, will there be room at the tavern?”
Sarisa shrugged. “Probably not, but I couldn’t say for certain.”
Danae gestured towards the tent rolled up on Bobbi. “We could set that up behind the house for two to sleep in.”
“I’ve often slept on my wagon,” the wagoner said. “Or I can lay out the canvas on the ground under the wagon that I brought along to cover the tray when it rains.”
“I could cut a couple of saplings and use them to create low arches above the wagon that we can drape the canvas over,” Jorgen suggested. “We often do that when a traveller is old enough for their own home, but not yet able to afford a fully set up ca
