The'ara looked up at the friendly looking elf before her. "Oh, um, some stew, I think and... do you by chance have any mulled wine? I'd be most grateful to you. It's cold out."
She immediately cast her eyes down and busied herself by pulling out her coin purse. *That was stupid to say. Of course it's cold out. It's snowing. Poor woman must think you're daft.* The'ara's cheeks turned a shade rosy. "And how much for a room?"
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