Invite her in

Regardless of whether you accept the elf's offer, you invite her into the Inn first. She told you that she had been traveling for several days and was now hungry and tired.

You owe her a room anyway, considering the amount of gold her brother has earned you.

You try to sneak her into one of the guest rooms before Mira notices anything. Quietly you and the elf creep towards the stairs. Well, at least you were quiet. The elf had her own plans...

"Master, is this your dwelling?"

"Shh! Be quiet."

"But master, why are you whispering? Am I making you uncomfortable? Oh no, if you had said anything, I would have put a bag over my head before entering! I'm really sorry, Master, I didn't mean to..."

"Pssssssst!!! Just shut up..."

"Gunther, who is that? I thought we don't open for another hour?"

Mira had come out of the kitchen and pantry. She threw her cooking apron over the chair and came towards you. She examined the elf from head to toe. With a surprised face, she looked over to you. She was expecting an answer from you. And a good one.

Your head rattles. What do you say to her? That she's a simple guest? But elves are very rare around here. An elf showing up here of all places? Questionable.

Do you tell Mira that the elf is the musician's sister? Then Mira would also want to know what she wants here. Damn it...

"Good morning, dear lady. You are the subject of heated discussion in my village," the elf suddenly begins before you can intervene.

"Ah... am I? How come?" your wife asks the elf.

You want to grab the elf by the arm, but your wife stops you by extending her hand between you and the elf. So if you want to live a little longer, you shouldn't try to intervene.

"My little brother has told us a lot about you. About how you made a man out of him. Not many would have done that. Especially not a married one." She bowed to your wife as if she were a queen. Mira blushed.

The elf slowly raised her head again and her eyes fell on your wife's belly. Unasked, she took a step towards Mira and put her hand on her belly.

"I hope with all my heart that my brother has impregnated you. You could then come with me and marry my brother. You would surely give birth to several more of his children. The village would welcome you warmly.

"And I..." she looked over at you.

"...would then make your husband mine."

Mira turned bright red. She was at a loss for words. And that usually didn't mean anything good.

"Out of the question. That thing with your brother was..." she looked at you. Angry.

"...business."

"And besides, I'm married. Happily married." She raised her left hand and showed the elf her wedding ring.

For the first time, the elf stopped the annoying grin and somehow made a sad face.

"I see. Nothing can be done about that," she said.

And shortly afterward was smiling again.

"Then I don't want to disturb you two in your marriage any longer. I'm leaving again tomorrow morning. I'll only sleep in one of your guest rooms tonight and take your husband to bed with me for the night. Thank you in advance."

"All right if it's jus..WHAT?"

"Now the cat was out of the bag."

"Your husband and I have discussed this beforehand. I offer him my body because you were gracious enough to give yours."

Mira looked pissed.

"I didn't agree anything with her! She had only suggested it! I..." you try to defend yourself.

"...Gunther. I think we need to have a talk."

"Shit," you think to yourself and follow your wife out the door into the corridor."