Author POV
"Excuse me, I came to replace the flower vase in the guest room on the top floor. Where should I put this flower vase?"
Alaric went down the stairs and quickly met one of the innkeepers who was walking through the hallway carrying a bucket of dirty water and a cloth.
The innkeeper stopped because he felt called and looked at the pile of fresh roses in the man's hand, making Alaric look like he was about to propose to someone with so many flowers in hand rather than returning them.
Since the innkeeper always dealt with various visitors, he immediately put on a polite smile and asked, "Does the rose not suit Sir's taste? I can replace it with a different flower if Sir wishes. Free of charge. The bill has already been included in the room fee."
Alaric shook his head quickly
