Chapter 114: Waitress

Sage

I rode in the back of Logan's rickety trader wagon as we passed without notice into the bustling streets of Valor keep. My tension eased slightly once we cleared the gates. As a registered merchant, Logan could move freely to conduct business. And I was Just another obscure face among the milling crowds.

When we reached a quieter district, Logan halted the wagon beside a rambling inn. "You'll be safe here with Madam Pearl," he told me gruffly. "Decent folk who'll not pry."

I stared up at him, suddenly hesitant to exit this unlikely refuge we had shared the past days.

Logan read my reluctance correctly. "You need honest lodgings and hot meals, lass, if you're to start chasing your lady friend. The madam owes me favors enough." He grimaced sympathetically. "And for your own good, best we don't linger side by side. Might stain your reputation."

Embarrassment flushed me, but I nodded my understanding. As a lone woman unrelated to her escort, tongues would wag. I had endured suspicion