The Innkeeper stood at the door, listening to murmur of conversation that the door muffled. She waited until the moment when she would not be interrupting the girls in any state that might embarass them and then placed her hand on the door.
Before Ćňelhild could do more than giggle and answer Saeryn, the door to the room creaked open and in walked Bethberry, surprising both young girls.
"Saeryn, I caught sight of you two leaving the stable and was expecting to see you in the Great Hall, or at least be called to your service. That you would sneak behind my back, even with good intentions, is very disappointing to me.
Saeryn looked up at the woman and blushed, unaware of how her actions would have been seen.
"I am not a parent who objects to a child's wishes and who then incurs the child's deceitful misrepresentations. I am an Innkeeper who runs a decent, honest establishment--one which provides sanctuary when needed and fellowship and mirth and good company. How am I to protect my patrons if people think they can sneak into the rooms of my inn without my knowledge? "
Then, seeing the face of the strange young girl turn frightful, Bethberry spoke to her: "Be not afraid of my words to one who broke my trust. If you need food and shelter speak up honestly to me of your need. If you lack coin to pay, you can earn your food by helping out with some labour about the place. But do not play the shifty sneak with me, however much you might be fearful. The town has too many villains and briggands for me to look the other way. I must know who walks about my Inn."
"Well, Saeryn, what do you have to say for yourself?"
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