Ask for a room with one large bed (for you and your lover).

“A fine room, please. We've plenty of coin. And, one with a bath,” you ask.

She nods and looks to Kheden, “And for you, sir?”

“One fine room, with a large bed and a bath. For us, mum,” you insist.

The matron looks perplexed. “Two beds are th' same price as a big one, sir.”

“We're a cozy sort.” Kheden adds dryly, but with a tint of amusement.

“As y'will. Right this way.” The matron fumbles on a keyring and leads you both up the stairs. She unlocks a door and ushers you in. “Tis our finest bed, fireplace, and bath, sirs. Will y' be needin' anything else?” You ask for your horses to be taken care of. “Of course, of course,” she shuffles towards the door. “S'pose someone'll be sleepin' on the floor. What a queer request...” she mutters as she leaves a key on the dresser and closes the door behind her.