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... hen to her sides. "Alone? No woman?"
Oriana was too exhausted to be social. "Does it matter?"
The old man yawned, showing broken yellow teeth. "Twenty coppers a night."
As soon as Oriana paid, the old man pulled out a key and handed it to him. "Upstairs, the last room on the left."
Oriana picked the key and immediately heard the innkeeper say, "If you need food or alcohol, tell my grandson." He signaled towards the young boy carrying alcohol to one table.
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