While Jasmine went to pick up that batch of young slaves, it started to snow. Although it wasn't heavy—just scattered flakes—this scale of snowfall, in a winter where blizzards happened at the drop of a hat, could be considered negligible.
But seeing that it was almost completely dark now, traveling at night during winter was a very dangerous matter, let alone being dragged down by a group of free people with poor health. Therefore, Evelina asked Jasmine if she wanted to stay at the tavern for a night.
Behind the Red Maple Leaf Tavern, there were a few rooms specifically provided for staff like them, or for occasional guests who needed lodging. It was just that none of those rooms had fireplaces, and even if a charcoal basin was lit on normal days, it still felt a bit cold. Evelina didn't know if an esteemed noble like Jasmine would disdain their simple accommodations.
