Trust

Ewin was nervous at the man's words, but she thought she should hide it. Terraria returned to her tub and continued to rub life into her body. Luckily the man didn't get too caddy about this situation and he kept talking. "I've been serving in Pasina for a long time and I'm getting used to some things here," he said. He nodded to the sword of Uras. "Too much to recognize a burket sword…" he said. Ewin Olson was a little relieved. "Ñarq," he said, "I heard them walking around." David, Uras, and Esin looked at each other. Finally relaxed, Elendiz chuckled, "The Ñarq?" He had a boyish glee, and when he threw water at Uras, Uras didn't neglect to give him a stern look. But still, Elendiz didn't seem to stop Elendiz. I'm tired of everyone telling so little about everything," he said.

They all looked at Elendiz as if he had gone mad. Fortunately, Ewin's earlier nervousness had dissipated and he was in good spirits. "Hmm, yes Ñ Arqs, I was going to mention them," he paused and leaned her back against the back of the tub.

"Don't talk about Ñarq and the Black Rider," David said sternly. With an angry grunt he began to pour himself a tub. "Remember, there are eyes and ears everywhere in this city. We have to talk very little until we get to where we're going," Elendiz said, startled by his demeanor. Ewin gestured for the man to come out. After watching the man come out, David turned to them and said, "Something was up. that guy didn't tell us," she said.

"Probably, Guys," Ewin said, getting out of the tub to pour more hot water into his tub. "The majority think people are troublemakers, and sometimes they can sneak up on them and expose secrets and risk things." David nodded. Elendiz threw his empty bucket on the floor with a clatter. "Who to trust, I don't know," he said. "You're going to talk about that, right? Arqs." Esin frowned. "Elendiz" sounded for the first time. This boy was quite impulsive, but he was still a teenager. Ewin had softened his voice now, "Elendiz, Ñarq will always be there, and in other creatures, you must always put your mind before your emotions. Concentrate on this. I want to take you all to the East alive and I will do it if I can, but Yelis is more important than any of us and if you hurt her... "

The rest of their baths were done in silence, and they were dressed afterwards. Mextumsila was standing at the end of the hall when they left the bathing room. "Well, now," Mextumsila said as they approached, "I'm sure the bathroom has whetted your appetites. The innkeeper has reserved a private dining room for us." Turning to show the way, they began chatting with Ewin about their room and the crowd in town. The private dining room had a polished oak table, a dozen chairs around it, and a thick carpet on the floor. When they entered, Tumaris, with her freshly washed blonde hair shining around her shoulders, and Yelis, whose face was more alive with her combed dark chestnut hair, were reaching for the crackling fire in the hearth, trying to warm up. Uras had plenty of time to think during the bath. The words of the man in the bathroom made him think how lonely they really were, as Ewin and Tumaris had told them not to trust anyone. His duty was to protect Yelis, but he would also protect Tumaris and Elendiz when necessary. Tumaris was very brave but also stubborn. Although Uras had been preparing for this for years, he had never encountered a true black cavalry.

Just then the Innkeeper hurried in, followed by four women in white aprons as long as hers, with three fried chickens on one plate and silverware, crockery, and covered bowls on the others. As the innkeeper greeted Mextumsila, the women immediately began to set the table.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting like this, Ms. Ayda, but with so many people in the inn, it's a miracle that anyone can be served. I'm afraid the food isn't what it should be. Just chicken. And some turnips and black-eyed peas, some cheese for later. It's not as it should be. I'm really sorry." Mextumsila smiled, revealing her white pearly teeth. The woman now looked younger to Uras than she did. But what this woman had done in the woods, Uras was still undecided whether to tell Ewin about it. "Still, the table looks great," Mextumsila said. "This is truly a feast for troubled times." The innkeeper bent down again. His thin hair, scattered in all directions as if he were constantly running his hands through his hair, made the bow funny, but his grin was so pleasant that everyone who laughed would laugh with him, not at him. "Thanks, Mrs. Ayda. . Thank you." "This would never have been what I would have put before you a few weeks ago." He suddenly realized that his guests were waiting to start the meal. "Enjoy it," he said. He made repellent gestures to the women and returned to greet Mextumsila once more as they rushed out of the room. "I hope you enjoy your meal, Miss Ayda. If you need anything else, let me know and I'll get it. It's a pleasure to serve you." He bowed once more deeply and left, closing the door softly behind him.

Uras was leaning against the wall as if half asleep in the midst of all this. When they met Mextumsila's eyes, he jumped up and was at the door in two long strides. He stood for a moment, his ear against a door panel, then pulled the door open and poked his head into the hallway. "They're gone," he said at last, closing the door. "We can talk safely." He had seen the sign of the Yelis Woman.

"You and you told us not to trust anyone," Yelis stopped and coughed to clear her throat. "Mextumsila" raised her gaze to look at him worriedly. "But if you suspect the innkeeper, why are we staying here?"

Mextumsila replied, "We must always be vigilant, we must not trust anyone until we reach our goal." "You're exaggerating, Uras," she said with a scathing tone. "

They sat around the table with Mextumsila at the top and Ewan at the bottom, and for a while everyone just focused on their plates without anyone speaking. This might not have been the feast the table mortar had said, but after nearly a week of pancakes and cured meat, it tasted like a feast to them.

After a while, Ewin said, "A human servant in the bath room, Bürket, recognized the sword." Knives and forks hung in the air and all eyes were on Ewin. "That's not good," replied the Woman. "The innkeeper and porter said that other Tonka descendants had also come to town, and most importantly, some were killed on the way. Pasina's door is open to everyone, and if the Black Horseman wants to enter here, they won't stop him, Pasina has stood like this for thousands of years" I don't know. Some say they were all killed, some say none," Yelis "If there are people like us, they can become friends. We have to cloud them," he said. "Yes," said Elendiz excitedly. Ewin took a deep breath and turned his attention back to the table. "We can't trust anyone, not even the descendants of Tonka." Yelis put her fork down firmly on the table. "I don't understand, our enemy is the same." David put a hand on his back to calm him down. "It's not that simple. The black cavalry is neither an enemy nor a friend, it's a cycle and the cycle goes on."

This time, Yelis jumped up and bit her lips and shouted "I don't know this world as much as you do, and now you have to explain to me" without realizing it. Ewin said, "You're right, it's a spin that has been going on for thousands of years. It is believed that a descendant of Tonka will fight the Icebreaker and, if he is victorious, will lead the ice people back home. Others believe that the Ice people are punished and should suffer this punishment, and there are those who are not on either side. Some of Tonka's descendants may also be unwilling to take part in Tonka's war and surrender to be punished, and they may betray other undisclosed ones." Yelis said, "So we don't know who chooses which side." "Guva took a dangerous path," said Mextumsila. "We still have a long journey ahead of us, but last week hasn't been easy either, so suggest we stay here tonight and tomorrow night and set off early the next morning." no one spoke further and they continued their meal.

Because of the crowd in the inn, only three rooms remained, two for Mextumsila, Yelis, Tumaris, and Abigial, and one for receiving the men. Elendiz, Uras, Ewin, and David settled into a room at the back, on the fourth floor, just below the protruding eaves, with a single small window overlooking the barnyard. Night had already fallen, and the light from the inn formed a pool outside. The room was quite small. All they needed after a long journey was sleep. He hadn't been able to sleep. The stone corridor was dim and shadowy and empty except for Uras. There were no candles or lamps on the gray walls. The air was still and damp. He frowned and rubbed his forehead. Uras had a headache. He had a bad feeling about the inn. He licked his lips and wished for something to drink. He was terribly thirsty. Uras continued to advance.

The corridor stretched without any passing corridors and without the slightest change in its appearance. The only features were the rough doors placed in pairs at regular intervals on either side of the hall, splinters and dry wood despite the humidity in the air. After a long time, he decided to try one of those doors. It opened easily and entered a stone-walled room. One wall opened in a series of arches to a gray stone balcony, and beyond that was a sky he had never seen. Striped clouds in blacks and grays, reds and oranges.

The fireplace in the corner was made of strange oval stones. When he looked straight at them, they looked like wet slippery stones despite the fire, but when he looked at them out of the corner of his eye, they looked like faces. The high chairs and the polished table in the middle of the room were extremely ordinary, but even that accentuated the rest. A single mirror hung on the wall, but it didn't look ordinary at all. When he looked at her, he saw only a blur. A man was standing in front of the fireplace. He hadn't noticed the man when he first arrived. He looked at the peak of his maturity, dressed in thin-cut dark clothes. "It's good to see you, the owner of the Bürket sword." The man said. Flames seemed to be coming out of his mouth and eyes to Uras, and with a cry, he rushed back from the room.