In the most secluded luxury room on the inn's second floor, Aili had shed her knight's armor and sprawled across the largest bed in the master bedroom, claiming it all for herself. She seemed to be having a wonderful dream, a glistening trail of drool hanging from the corner of her mouth as earthshaking snores rumbled out of her.
One sleeping Koutao Fishman was clutched tightly in her arms like a body pillow, his mouth hanging wide open as though he were short of oxygen.
The other fishman had buried her head in her mistress's armpit, determined to sleep pressed against the other fishman, apparently not at all afraid of being suffocated or strangled to death by her mistress.
Huozi, the Gnoll who should have been sleeping in the guest room, was curled up beside the bed like a dog, his large tail constantly sweeping back and forth.
Meanwhile, in the three lavishly decorated cat beds lined with velvet by the wall, only the fishman in the innermost one lay inside properly, as ladylike as could be.
Levis had instructed Huozi to buy those three finely made cat beds in the dead of night. After all, even if they had turned into salted fish, they could not be made to suffer. Besides, surely Xia Lan Veloss could not be made to sleep on the floor?
Letting her, disguised as a fishman, sleep in the master bedroom would make her identity too easy to expose. Though they had not noticed any signs of being followed so far, after being forced to provoke Tiamat, Levis remained suitably cautious.
He truly was a little tired.
Tiamat's unexpected appearance and the life-or-death struggle that followed had kept his nerves wound tight and left him exhausted. So after ending his remote meeting with Igg, he