Myrddin was settled comfortably in her seat when she noticed that others had begun to look inquisitivly at her. One in particular caught her eye, and she made up her mind to talk to him.
The man at the bar seemed not to notice her arrival, but she sat down next to him and offered him her hand.
"Greetings, sir. I noted your glance, and as we are both dining alone, I suppose it would be prudent to keep each other company." A smile crossed her face as she took in his travel-stained garments.
Myrddin awaited his answer.
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