Lodging

The second day's itinerary ended much earlier than expected.

Enya let out an exclamation as she surveyed the central courtyard, where dozens of carriages had gathered.

“It's bigger than I expected.”

Even with monsters roaming about and centaurs launching attacks, the sunlight hadn't fled; it still shone down on them.

Beneath the warm sunlight, the frozen ground thawed, and the bricks and grass glimmered brilliantly.

“This is where the caravans traveling across the grasslands gather. It has to be big enough to hold their carriages and cargo.”

She nodded at Tarmin's words and jumped down from the cargo bed.

The exotic arched windows and enormous main gate, wide enough for carriages to pass through, delighted her.

It was a roadside lodging for caravans, a ‘caravanserai.’

The sight of a one-story stone building ringed by walls, with a garden and stables in the middle, made it clear what its builders valued...