Chapter 292: Figures
Arwin sat in silence, a small smile on his lips, as he finally let himself do absolutely nothing for the first time in days.
The buzz of the Devil’s Den turned into a droning hum at the back of his ears. There was something strangely comforting about being able to hear dozens of voices overlaid on top of each other and to be completely unable to tell where each one came from. Everyone was just a silhouette dancing in the light of the dim orange lanterns.
It was at times like this when he could see why Lillia wanted to have an inn so badly. There was something about it that felt like home. A community — even though he hadn’t said a single word to anyone else in nearly an hour.
But it seemed that his time for silence was at its end.
Arwin glanced up as someone pulled the chair on the other side of his table out. Yonas sat down across from him. The merchant had a small smile on his face and a frothing drink in his hand. He took a sip from it as he rocked back in his chair and leaned his elbows on the table.
“Quite the party, isn’t it?”
It certainly was. The Devil’s Den had been alive and flooded with conversation for longer than it ever had been before. It had been more than an hour since Lillia had stopped serving free meals. Her plan had worked flawlessly. At this rate, the advertising they were getting from the re-opening was going to pay for itself within days.
“I’d say so,” Arwin said with a nod. “Have you been enjoying yourself? I didn’t realize you were here.”
“I’d be willing to bet that half of Milten has been here.” Yonas took a sip from his mug and let out a contented sigh. “This is great. I don’t know why no other inn hasn’t thought to dim the lights like this before. You can hear the babble around you, but you can’t see who’s talking or hear what they’re talking about. It’s perfect. I don’t know how you’ve pulled it off, but it’s going to be very popular.”