Moonlight Inn stood at the northeastern corner of Gladstone Fort, where foot traffic was sparse.
Aaron entered the somewhat aged-looking inn, glanced around, and found the environment fairly satisfactory.
"Welcome, guest!"
The inn's owner was a mature, voluptuous woman who called herself Mrs. Adele. At the sight of Aaron's handsome face, she was momentarily lost in a daze.
"I need a room."
Aaron took out Jack's identification papers.
Mrs. Adele merely glanced at them before piling on a smile. "Our inn happens to have vacant rooms, cleaned spotlessly and ready for occupancy at any time... One night costs only one—no, half a Shilling!"
Aaron gave her a smile that made the lady's heart swoon. "Is there a discount for a long-term stay?"
With a creak, the door opened.
Aaron set down his suitcase and looked over this so-called "best room in Moonlight Inn."
The room was not large. Aside from a bed, there was a desk and a chair, as well as a separate washroom and dressing room.
Other than that, there was nothing...
Meals could be eaten outside or delivered by Mrs. Adele, though that would cost extra.
Aaron opened the window. He could see the street not far away, and a fresh sea breeze carrying the scent of salt blew straight toward him.
He opened the wardrobe in the dressing room and stuffed his suitcase inside. It contained only a few clothes he rarely wore, serving as a cover.
As for his truly valuable possessions, he naturally kept them on his person or stored them in Garde's Treasure Casket.
It had to be said that for those traveling long distances, a miraculous item with storage capabilities was practically half a divine artifact!
By evening.
Aaron took a refreshing bath, washing away the exhaustion and dust of the