Reincarnated into a Snow Griffin Chapter 48

Ti truly flies when you are having fun, and even with my constant resistance on the subject, like a cracked dry soil lets the water flow without absorbing after being dried out for so long, with the little devil constant laughter and the full of colors and life environnt, I found myself enjoying his company and the place ever so slightly, not displaying an out loud laugh like many there mind you, but feeling lighter as I have thought to be impossible with my broken heart now by the end of the day, the tension leaving my shoulder enough for the knots on my back to alleviate up a bit.

However, after all the fuss and commotion of a night out we soon find ourselves dead tired from walking back and forth after hiking in the woods to boot, especially myself since I was still recovering, and after learning that the festival actually lasts three days there is to point in pushing ourselves, myself, beyond our limits so the little devil guides us towards an inn at the inner part of town, a little further away from the red lights, enough so to be a little quieter around but not enough to be inconspicuous and eerie.

The little devil seems to be in a really good mood, but as the initial bliss from being overwheld by the environnt passes is like I sink even deeper than before, like the quick glimpse of the sun would only put the prisoner in a more depressed mood when he is once more dragged back to the dungeons, and by then I only see all this happiness around as suffocating as my mind weights down, such a tricky thing the mind is, almost as if not allowing myself to smile as so sort of punishnt.

All felt just... Bitter, very bitter.

And perhaps because I was in a foul mood, his attempts to cheer up end up having the opposite effect, and that seeing him pay for my things once more leaves tense.

And when anyone is in a foul mood, we tend to pick at even the smallest things, as silly and insignificant as they may sound and be, the smallest reason is enough to make stubborn, and that’s just where my mind goes as I say:

"There is no need for an inn." I suddenly catch myself saying, resenting the situation I’m in. "You can stay, but I’ll go back to the cave, don’t want to bother you." I say with an unmoving face, already turning to leave when he, surprised by my sudden dismissive behavior, reaches out for my arm and makes stops my advance to turn and leave more so because the movent pulls at my wounds, but when I tense up from the pain he lightens his grasp, and yet does not let go.

"Why with the attitude now? We are already here, and is so late already, it will be dangerous to go back now."

"...I don’t want to bother." I don’t want to bother even more than I already have.

"...Bother?" He seems to frown, deep in thought, and looks around at the situation at hand, finally understanding and saying: "Is this about money? Even though I have been paying for things until now?"

That makes swallow my next words. That just putting salt in the wound isn’t it.

"I will pay you..."

"How?" He seems to enjoy the situation a little bit too much as he looks up and down, clearly rubbing my poverty in my face.

But that reminds , of the bag around my neck; it did not carry the runes only, but a few gold and silver coins too, they must be useful here too sohow.

Though parting with them did not sit right with , is still better than owning this boy even more, so I take one out and present it to him.

"...Is this enough?" He cos closer, narrowing his eyes to assert it better, and then says:

"This... this is not accepted here, perhaps you can lt it and sell it later?"

lting? That ticks off more, so I give up on the idea, pocketing it once more. No way I’m going to lt the money mother worked so hard to get to , even if it is useless here, I will be able to use it once I get back there.

If I get back there.

I’m not in a good mood am I?

Or rather, I have being in a mood for the longest ti, so much so that even small things like this bother and quickly take back from the little happier place I may have been while walking along the stalls.

So easy to upset like this just like a pregnant won, but at that mont I did not care and, as most that enter a discussion, thought myself completely right at that mont.

So the argunt continued.