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The tavern had been busy last night, but they had few rooms full so breakfast was a much more reasonable time of day. A few travelers sat at tables drinking hot pots of tea and cups of chocolate and eating the hearty fare from Mark's kitchen.

Hex delivered a plate to the King's messenger and chatted with him for a while, learning of the troubles with pirates on the north side of the island. It sounded to Hex like the king would be sending troops soon. He'd remember that.

In the middle of the conversation, a young girl from the bakery came in with her hand wrapped in a wet bit of cloth.

"Master Hex," she called and he rushed to her to see to her burn. There were doctors, of course, but Hex's salves and balms were in high demand with the people of the town. He treated her there in the tavern, smoothing the silver, herbs, and tallow into her skin.

And then a fae came in and Hex couldn't tear his eyes off him. He'd seen plenty of fae, but he'd never seen anyone like this. For a moment his feet were glued to the floor, his mouth a bit dry. When he finally could move, he headed straight for the new guest.

"Welcome to the Broom and Cat," he smiled warmly. "In need of a room?"
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