As the older woman listened to the bard’s kind words, she could only blush and giggle, “my, you certainly know how to woo a lady, don’t you?” She shook her head, “but I’m afraid I might be just a little bit out of your age range. But... just a little.” She held her right hand up near her face, showing her index finger and thumb close together, but not quite touching as she said this, to represent the modestly large number in age difference as something smaller. She latched on another giggle before replacing her hands in front of her, clasping them together in front of her waist, “please, follow me.” She leaned over to address the other two behind the bard, “I’ll be back down shortly to show the rest of you to your rooms. In the meantime, please enjoy the barkeep’s hospitality.” She gave them one last smile before turning to walk the man to his room on the second floor.<br/><br/>As she ascended the stairs, she confessed her admiration towards Donovan, “your music<i>was</i>absolutely lovely. I hadn’t heard somebody play like that in a very long time.” She sighed as she allowed her mind travel back, “I once knew a man when I was much younger who played quite like you. He was ever so charming. But, some things aren’t meant to be sometimes.” She shrugged as she approached the door to his bedroom, “though if I were being honest, I certainly wouldn’t mind having somebody sing for me once more. But not tonight. You need your rest.” With that last declaration, she pened the door for him.<br/><br/>Beyond the doorway was a quaint room, not too small like that of a water closet, but not quite lavish to the point of unnecessary. When one first looked inside, a double bed was in one’s line of sight. It had two feather pillows and a wool blanket for the cold nights. Against the wall above the headboard was a window where one could enjoy the view of the serene and clear night sky, or of the forest that began on the outskirts of town, its trees spreading out as vast as the mountains in the far distance. Just to the left of the room was a folding screen, behind which one could have the privacy needed to change, bathe, etc. To the right was a small closet to unpack one’s things, and next to it a simple desk with a box of matches and a lantern upon it, contained within was a large three-wicked candle, already lit to give the room the faint light needed to see all that was inside at this time of night.<br/><br/>“I hope you’ll find comfort here and a full night’s rest.” She very gently touched his upper arm in comfort, “if you ever have need of anything, just give a ring with this.” She pointed with her free hand to a rope next to the door that stretched down and through a small hole in the floor. “It’s attached to a bell that is hanging in the kitchen. All the rooms have it. You find yourself needing some water, or warm tea, or anything else that you think of, don’t hesitate to give it a ring and I’ll be right up here to fetch your order.” She gave a small bow to Donny, “have a good night, and may you have many sweet dreams.” With that sincerest wish for him, she turned and left to join the rest of the tavern crew to aid in the cleanup as well as help Diego and Loretta should they need.