The Inn

Leaving the City no one dares to stand in their way, even the Guards are pushing people out of the way to ensure the two Princesses can pass safely and freely. Once out of the City they slowly kick into a Trot heading north through Forest and bogs along a dirt road, stopping in a clearing around midday. Jumping off the horses, their armour jingles as they tie them to a Wooden Peg they hammer into the ground taking off the Bridle and bite to let them eat a bit as they set up for a quick snack brought along. Sam looks at Irine smirking. Sam: “Still mad at me for teasing?” Irine looks at Sam unamused. Irine: “I am a little yes, I have to work so hard just to be a spare. Spare part really?” Sam looks at Irine comforting. Sam: “I never thought you as spare, heck I gotten so many lessons on how to rule proper that am growing nuts from them. I much rather spend time in the field, doing soldiers' work but no I have to wear bloody dresses and act all proper.” Irine looks at Sam surprisingly. Irine: “Never thought with how Dad loves to adore you that he put that much work on you and not letting you come into your own, If I am not a spare do. What am I to you?” Sam: “A partner, someone that I can always spare ideas and thoughts with. Who doesn’t mind giving an honest opinion and not one out of Servitude. Is the reason why I ask you to come along as a companion, not just because you crave adventure but also because I won’t end up stuck with a mister good shiny shoe” Sam smiles at her Sister, Irine looks a bit shocked and surprised. Irine: “Never knew you liked my company that much, I mean I guess it was a bit odd you spend your free time with me and not Father or Mother but I guess that makes sense. Most of the Nobles want to not be in danger as ill practical as that is.” Sam nods as they finish the food and begin to resaddle. Sam: “Exactly why I prefer your company.” Not long after both trodes out of the road until dusk settles and a Small cottage inn appears with a sign. “Orgrels in, for those that can afford good services.” Under is the Royal seal attached. Both ride up to the stable to be greeted by a young man, who spots the royal marks and immediately bows to them. Young man: “Evening You Highnesses, how may our humble Inn be of service? I am Robert, the son of the Innkeeper.” Sam and Irine nod to Robert and signal that he may stand which he does as Sam takes the words. Sam: “We be staying for the night as we conducting Royal diplomatic affairs, we require good stables and care for the horse until morning.” Robert nods and replies: “As per contract, the Royal stable shall be available to you and care as per contract, worry not about payments as that will be billed to his Highness as the month ends.” Sam and Irine nod as they will dismount and each grabs their weapons stored on the horses before handing the reigns to Robert who bows as he leads the horses away. Both would Enter the Inn and directly into the Pub area where they are met by a busty middle age woman and a frail looking man at the back, as both notice them they immediately have everyone else part for the Royals and lots of bows follows or courtesy from the few nobles present. The Busty Lady: “Your Highnesses, to what honour do we deserve a visit from not one but two of the Royal Household?” Sam and Irine quickly signal for all to return to what they were doing to which they do as Sam speaks with the busty Lady. Sam: “Madam Jade, always a pleasure to be here even do it has been a while, this is my younger sister Irine. We are currently on a diplomatic trip to other realms of the land and require a stay for the night and a Meal room service, please. We already stable our horses with your Son Robert.” Jade nods as she speaks. Jade: “I see, we shall provide a meal sadly only your Parent's room be available at this time, so I hope you can share.” Sam just sighs. Sam: “We have too then, to late to travel elsewhere with such good service.” Jade fishes out a key from her belt bag and hands over. Jade: “Of course, again we apologise. You should know the way, anything I can do then please do not hesitate to ask.” Sam accepts it as both she and Irine just leave up the stairs and down a right corridor to a locked door with the Royal Sigel, to which Sam walks over and opens with the Key and after both enter they Lock it. Once inside both help one another get out of armour relief. Irine suddenly looks at Sam. Irine: “Urmmm, bath wise should we really bath together given your condition?” Sam just looks at Irine chuckling. Sam: “It be fine, besides at least you know what further husband will have.” Irine blushes as she follows Sam into a separate bath area.

(A tease next chapter, which will differ on gender picked)