🧝‍♀️ The Tavern Girl (3) 🧝‍♀️ (Gender Neutral) (Strangers to Lovers) (English Accent) (Slow Burn)

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It doesn't exactly inspire, does it? A grey, murky, muddy sight. I'm not melancholy, madam.

Can't help but feel you're mocking me. Well, I imagine I'll live. They leave today, don't they? You know, such a short stay.

They certainly have made an impression. That elf with the flute has gone and seduced nearly every man and woman in here. Oh, it wasn't all bad.

Besides, we've dealt with worse. I think all in all, they've provided a great lift. Cook hasn't had to work that hard in a while, and the barmaids look positively reborn.

Well, it's nice to be flattered. Every now and again, at least. I dare say a few hearts have been captured.

Or at least held gently for a while. Which sometimes may be for the better. Well, if it's just a fancy, there's less chance of pain.

You get all the excitement and none of the. .. Well.

.. It's not pessimism. I'm just realistic.

Where's the room for romance? I have absolutely no idea. So, none of the queer and interesting creatures held your interest? I'm just asking.

Nothing wrong with that, is there? Well, you never know. Stranger things have happened.

And stranger things are still yet to come. Nothing. It's something my mother used to say to me.

She meant it in a good way, though. After all, strange isn't always bad. Well, anyway.

As he said, they move out today. It's going to be a lot quieter indeed. Speaking of which, I should probably go and check on them.

See if they need anything before they leave. I will check they haven't stolen anything. Do you know, it's almost as if you don't trust them.

She is an odd one. But a good one. Even if she doesn't realise it herself.

I wonder what age I'll be when I become stuck in my ways. Thirty, maybe? Hmm.

Um. Hello there. Um.

Oh. My. I.

.. I beg your pardon, it's just. ..

I've never. .. Yes, I gather it's a sword, but.

.. Well. ..

It's. .. Glowing.

No, no, I'm. .. I'm not afraid, I.

.. Just very curious. I mean, it's a glowing sword.

And. .. The glow changes colour.

Yes. Very beautiful. I never thought I'd say that about a sword, but.

.. There we are. Sorry? It.

.. Feels emotions. Truly.

And. .. That's why it changes colour.

Uh. .. Would I like to hold it? Are you sure it's okay? Then yes, please.

Uh. .. Will I be able to hold it? It looks rather.

.. Enormous. Um.

.. Like this? Okay, um.

.. Well. ..

One. .. Two.

.. Three. ..

Oh. .. Oh.

.. Oh. ..

It's light as a feather. How? Never.

It changes weight, dependent on the wielder. What an amazing thing. Honestly, just.

.. Just marvellous. Oh, it's.

.. Glowing yellow. What does that mean? I'm happy.

Well, it's not wrong. Um. ..

She? Elena. Elena.

I knew people named swords, but. .. I've never heard of someone calling them after a person.

Never mind a woman. Oh. Um.

.. Then. ..

Why is it. .. Uh.

.. Why is she. ..

Named Elena? Sorry? She.

.. Is. ..

Elena? As in. ..

Your. .. Wife? The sword.

.. Is your. ..

Wife? Um. ..

Uh. .. Oh.

.. My. ..

The sword just turned into a woman. Oh. ..

A moment ago you were a sword. And now you're. ..

A woman. Unnerved. I think you're amazing.

You can change into a sword. I have never seen anything like you. I beg your pardon, you've.

.. You must forgive me, I just. ..

Well, I'm a little starstruck. You are. ..

Absolutely amazing. Both of you. ..

I imagine you work as a team, in battle. Oh, that must be wonderful. I mean, to work together.

To be together. To go on adventures. Please, feel free to laugh at me at any point.

Please, feel free to laugh at me at any point. Um. ..

I'm sorry, I've completely forgotten what I came here to say. Yes, that's it. Oh, well with, um, packing, or.

.. Well, with your moving on, and. ..

Uh, did I say something that was. .. No one told me.

.. You're staying? Um.

.. If I may ask. ..

Why? You received a report? Um.

.. No, no, no, um. ..

No problem, absolutely. Um. ..

We're thrilled you're staying with us. Truly. I will just need to inform the madam.

Um. .. Yes, I'll, um.

.. I'll get right on that. Um.

.. Well, uh. ..

Thank you both for the, um. .. Demonstration.

Um. .. Yes? Oh.

Um. .. Tonight? That is so kind of you to offer.

But, I'm afraid I'll be working. Well, yes, I. ..

Probably will be assigned to you again. But I. ..

Oh, no. No. I promise you.

The madam is. .. Delighted to receive all guests.

It's. .. Just with you being such a large party, and.

.. Please don't think anything of it. She's.

.. She's had some. ..

Bad experiences with. .. Please know you are truly welcome.

You are fighting to protect us from Frowler. We are the ones in your debt. You're too kind.

But, um. .. If I am able.

.. I would be delighted to join you for a drink. Okay.

Well, I'll. .. Just go and inform the madam.

Okay. Interesting development? Check.

Madam? Madam? I've just been told that.

.. Yes. They are staying another night.

Now, breathe. Madam, breathe. Everything is fine.

I will handle everything. No, no, no. This isn't going to be a disaster.

If anything, this is good. We've been quiet for months. War is swallowing everything.

Time, pleasure, Time, pleasure, coin. We need their patronage more than ever. You need them more than ever.

Madam. Trust me. Nothing is going to happen.

They'll drink, they'll eat. They might roll around in the hay with a barmaid, but. ..

That is it. No stealing, no violence. No worries.

Now, you go lay down. Alright? Okay.

Just another day in the madhouse. Oh. Good morning, Seeker.

Yes, I heard. Looks like you're stuck here. No.

Not always a bad thing. Your companions told me about a report. Oh.

I know you probably can't tell me very much. I understand that, I. ..

Oh. Well. Probably best you stay here, then.

Okay. I'm not exactly informed, but. ..

Even us small folk know how terrible Frowler's followers can be. It's madness, isn't it? That they could follow someone like her.

Huh. Of course. Being afraid is a reasonable thing to be, wouldn't you say? And yet, I'm still here.

Well. Not much use brushing my hair in front of the mirror, am I? Constantly.

It was the one task I was told I did with proficiency. You brush so beautifully. Ridiculous.