After days of walking through forests and swamp, just when Gwen thought the swamp couldn't be any intenser, they reached Tfarc. Everything was green from the sunlight filtered through the leaves. The water, the sky even the people had a green teint. She was happy she had changed clothes but compared to this town, even Eliza looked upper class in her servant clothing.<br/><br/>Without saying a word they rode to the centre of the village in search for a tavern or some other place to stay. By the time the group reached the inn, Gwen had already seen enough of this town to hate it by heart. Drunkards, rogues, whores, everything you didn't find in Talahentry was here. The innkeeper had only two rooms free and warned them not to expect too much from the rooms. He also gave them the stupid advice not to go outside when the sun had set. Like she or Eliza was planning to go out much at all. She took the room furthest one down the hall on the first floor, hoping Aurora wouldn't mind sharing the room next to them with Duncan.<br/><br/>She sighed and sat on the bed. The room was clean but old, the sheets of the bed looked as if they had withstood the grip of time for centuries as did the matrass. Eliza immediately changed the sheets with the ones they had brought from the mansion. With Eliza working hard and Gwen only sighing in disbelief, the room was changed into something that could look like a room from the mansion. Clean sheets on the bed, some drawings on the walls.<br/><br/>This were going to be the longest days in the young life of the Lady of Talahentry.