We talked and laughed together for a little while longer. As the sunlight disappeared from the windows, more patrons trickled in, and the noise of the inn rose. I got more dirty looks and several muttered curses. Once, a trio of drunk elves began to approach us, but Fyren froze them in their tracks with a burst of directed aura.
"Are you going to stay the night?" Sari asked curiously. "It's getting late, and I'm supposed to go to bed soon. That's what R'lissea said, at least." She cleared her throat, mimicking R'lissea's soft voice. "When the sun goes down, so should little girls."
I giggled at the impression. "That sounds like her. She's always taking care of me, too. Do you see her much?"
Sari shrugged. "Here and there. I take my lessons from Selena in the keep, and she's usually there."
"I see. I should probably go see them, then," I said.
Sari's tail stiffened in surprise. "You haven't seen them since coming back? But they've been worried sick about you!"
