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Cora and Leonardo had taken shelter in a small inn at the outskirts of the capital. To their disappointment, there was only one room left. The rain hadn't let up since the moment it began, and with every tavern and lodging filled to the brim, they didn't have much of a choice with the only available room left.
Drench and cold to the bone, they exchanged a reluctant glance before agreeing to take it. As the innkeeper led them upstairs, Cora muttered under her breath, irritation dripping from every word.
"This is just pure torture. My chronicle almost got soaked because of you."
Leonardo, still shivering, shot her a tired look. "I saved it, didn't I? I even put it in a bag for you. Can you stop blaming me? It's not like I commanded the rain to fall on us."
When they reached the room, Cora and Leonardo offered their thanks before stepping inside.
