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Afeed was as low and as dirty as any other town in the country Zenh town in medieval times. In its composition enters market with various stalls offering own products and artisans from Lokland, stone cottages and log cabins, blacksmith, tannery, sawmill, a pottery studio and stretching several hundred meters in urban stables. The central place was small Afeed brothel and inn. It is up to her as the first, went to Hana shortly after arriving in town. Even after opening the door hit her sweaty stench of the bodies of the townspeople, sour odor of alcohol przeżerający digested each with a sharp scent of lime, which wybielono wall of the building from the inside. The inn was dark, lit only by wax candles on the tables porozkładanymi and wooden floor. Small windows covered with bovine stomach membranes were so blackened with smoke from the soot that was hard to even notice. She sat down at the table closest to the cleanest output. It was współbiesiadnikami disheveled young woman with emerald eyes and a country musician as drunk as a pig. You do not have a desire to stay in this place but hunger and dreadful headache was getting unbearable. At the court to make matters worse for a good few hours the storm raged a terrible and icy wind blew not promising anything good. She smiled demonically mile to the beautiful and just as surly waitress and asked for the gravy mich potatoes and sour milk. Ate in a hurry almost choking on pieces of bacon, and when a wooden spoon skrobnęła bottom plate realized she had nowhere to go. Rozglądnęła so restlessly around the room looking for some good-natured faces willing to lend her aid, but found only a lascivious gaze focused on the hearty and shapely breasts. The owner of one of them came up to her and threw her on the table before the bloodied white headscarf and a few gold coins.
He said after a moment his masculine and gravelly voice
- Heal it.
- But who? I'm not ... - Hana stammered. But the man was gone.
- lives near the inn. His son is gravely ill. Nobody can help him - said the girl with emerald eyes.
Hana looked at her blankly, not knowing as much as to find themselves in the situation.
- I'm Marin. We can be friends if you want.
- Hana - Hana odbąknęła.
- will be with me for the night. Come on. Better not be here all by yourself when it gets dark. I live right near the woods. They went
. On that day, Hana still did not know that this decision is going to be all over her future life and that one day at a certain time will regret it. Way home Marin girls spent in silence, punctuated only powerful thunderstorms and gargling mud.
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