The sunlight hitting his narrow bed finally woke Uras from his deep but restless sleep. Although he remembered bit by bit what happened last night, he couldn't remember how he got here. Sighing, she tossed the pillow aside and sat up with a grimace as she stretched. Her head still aches. This did not surprise him. After what had happened last night, this was quite normal. Uras looked at the other beds and saw that they were empty. Sunlight flooded the room through the window. He jumped out of bed muttering to himself angrily. Quickly washed and dressed, Bürkut hesitated for a moment about the sword. She had left saddlebags and blanket rolls in the room. Uras wielded his sword. He went down the stairs two at a time and into the kitchen. He wanted to know what was going on.When he went down to the kitchen, the innkeeper was in the kitchen, facing a plump woman whose arms were covered with flour up to her elbows, a woman who was obviously a cook. Everyone in the kitchen seemed busy with

Elendiz asked Yelis, "Do you see that?" pointed to a car. A single stake held a dozen stacked barrels in the flatbed. Then Elendiz seemed to forget that they had to go to the inn. He started climbing onto the roof next to his shop next to the car he was showing. Elise was just watching him. After the long journey, Yelis already understood the meaning of the mark in Elendiz's eyes. “Trouble” Something was telling her that this feeling was wrong, that it was dangerous, but she still smiled expectantly. She nimbly climbed onto the tile roof. When Elendiz took something out of his hand, a sharp crack was heard and the barrels began to roll with a loud thud. The floor of the entire street was covered with mud. People fled left and right, splashing mud on them. Some passers-by fell to the ground, splashing more water, but the three of them moved nimbly and avoided the barrels with ease. A man in a long red suit hurried off the street, waving his arms and shouting in anger, quickly making hi

When the four of them returned to the common room, they encountered a crowd gathered around a man with a stringed instrument. The man was singing something in harmony and hitting the strings of the instrument from time to time. When Yelis asked Ewin what it was, Ewin told her that some of the Ice peoples had married the crowds by telling tales from the land of ice. Since Yelis was very curious about these stories, she insisted on staying in the common room. The hall was really crowded, with every chair and row full and people lined up against the walls. Yelis was standing on a table against the far wall, watching the man performing again, with gestures large enough to fill the large room. The only sound that competed with the lover's voice and his instrument was mixed with the crackling of the fires in the fireplaces. When Yelis looked towards the window, she saw snowflakes floating softly. Yelis began to listen to the man's stories.“Now I will tell you the story of the Moon and the

After the applause ended, the songs and music went up. A few girls came together in a circle, dancing. While the crowd applauded them, Yelis and Erendiz joined the applause. Yelis had noticed several times during the night that the scarred-faced man was staring at her. Yelis didn't do anything that wouldn't make things worse at this time, she focused on the music and avoided looking at the man. The dances and songs continued until the night. Tumaris and Mextumsila joined them and they ate hot casserole and bread together with songs and music. Everyone ate where they sat or stood. Erendiz joined the dancers throughout the night and accompanied the girls. He even saw Uras and Tumaris join the dancers for a while. David home Abigial were chatting and laughing in a corner. Towards midnight Mextumsila left the common room. Yelis saw that everyone in the group was cheerful. An Erendiz insisted that she dance too, but she did not know the dance moves. Erendiz took her hand and said “Come on,

Mextumsila turned his horse and, turning around, "No one will rest tonight," set off again. Ewin glanced back from time to time. At last all he could see was the glow above the clouds, and then even he disappeared into the darkness. He hoped that everyone was well in Pasina. Everything was still pitch black when Mextumsila finally got them out of the crammed dirt of the road and dismounted. Uras guessed that it wasn't more than a few hours before dawn. Still in the saddle, they gathered the horses together and set up camp.“We should be on our way in an hour,” Ewin warned, while everyone but himself wrapped in their blankets, He stood watch. A few minutes later, Erendiz spoke in a whisper that barely reached Yelis. “Do you wonder if they have reached Pasina?” Yelis silently nodded. "We'll never know, and we don't know what happened in Black Lake." Erendiz hesitated whether to say it or not. Finally, "They might know, at least Mextumsila knows," Yelis said; "What does that mean?" Erend