Chapter 258: Chapter 258 258 New Home?

The smell of warm bread and seasoned meat greeted Michael as he stepped into the common area of the inn. The place was quiet, save for the crackle of a cooking fire and the soft clatter of dishes behind the counter.

The innkeeper looked up from polishing a glass. He gave a curt nod, but there was something different in his posture - looser, more relaxed.

Michael sat at his usual spot. A minute later, a steaming plate of eggs, root vegetables, and sliced meat arrived without him even needing to ask.