"I've made a room for you at the end of the hall," Derrin, who was sat on a chair a short distance from the door, said. "The other two have gone to bed." He walked towards the door to his room, stopping and turning to face her. "Tell me what you want to eat in the morning, I can't imagine you and the other two have similar diets."<br/><br/>A short distance down the hall Ariadne had left her door open in case, but was asleep on the bed, her sword close to hand and two trinkets just visible beneath her hair. Other than the sound of Derrin going to bed the inn was eerily quiet.