"Stolen you say? Who would do such a thing? I had thought that the White Horse was a respectable place..."
"No, no, it usually is," Bethberry hurridly assured her. "This act was... An anomally. Usually it is a VERY respectable place, but this..." Hiri sipped her ale as Bethberry talked, savouring the taste of her ale. Hoping to take the worried innkeeper's mind off the stolen horses, she said, "This ale is excellent."
Bethberry seemed to brighten. "Thank you! Our ale is some of the finest in the city." "Yes, I do believe it is! Most excellent ale." But Bethberry's momentary brightness faded as her thoughts wandered back to the incident that had occurred.
Hiri took another sip, then said to Bethberry, "I was also wondering if there are any availible rooms? I might stay awhile here." She sipped the superb ale and looked at the various patrons, deepin conversation, or simply eating or drinking, as she waited for Bethberry's reply.
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