Between The Pages Part 1- Anyna

I Really Need To Remember Names

Anyway, we eventually got onto friendly...ish terms and I joined them on their 'quest back to Victoria'. Which meant walking all the way back to the wall.
Honestly my feet were hurting really badly we walked for so long. Did you know, it was theoretically a day. We were walking for pretty much a day. A day! A flipping day!

When the sun came up, Tristin decided he wanted breakfast, so Yvaine and I trudged after Tristin, Yvaine still moaning because she's a moany-type person, to this nice little village.

There was a sweet little coffee shop- at least I think it was a coffee shop- on the corner but Tristin walked right past it and went to a funky looking tavern instead.

'Funky' is not a good adjective, I will never use that again.

Yvaine seemed to have noticed Tristin's ignorance too, because she groaned loudly and opened her mouth to point this out, but Trisitn was already inside the tavern and poor Yvaine was dragged along.

-oh, uh yeah, she was on a chain- a magic chain that doesn't break unless a unicorn decides to nudge it with its horn-

So yeah, into the tavern we went. We joined Tristin at the bar (well, I did) who was ordering drinks and... bread? I think? I didn't hear that part.

"....and two waters." Tristin added finally.

The man, bearded and buff with frowny eyebrows, looked Tristin up and down. Tristin gave him his 'nervous smile' and swore in his head. Meanwhile, inside Yvaine's head, she was busy beating herself up about noticing the fact that his smile was cute. The barman continued to sneer at Tristin like he was a disgusting piece of dirt on the floor. We waited in agitation.
"Um, ok we'll just sit-down... here then..." Tristin said anxiously, giving the bartender an uneasy smile and then lead the way to a table in the far corner, as far away as possible from the bar.   
  As we passed, the noise in the tavern seemed to quieten considerably, every face was on us. Tristin sat down first, facing away from the other people, Yvaine had to sit next to him because of the magic chain, so I had to sit opposite, facing the rest of the tavern which involved facing a bunch of scary looking men with plaited beards, huge muscles and greasy hair. Which was great.

"Well that went well." Yvaine told Tristin sarcastically. Tristin gave her a look and they started bickering again. By this point, I was already fed up of the two of them arguing like an old married couple after that tediously long walk, so I was glad when the food came.

Neither of us spoke whilst we ate, but as soon as the plates were cleared, Tristin got up and Yvaine immediately objected and they had another small argument until I interrupted and mumbled: "Come on, lets go pay." Tristin walked up (with Yvaine) to pay. They made for the door and I followed them.
I looked back at the table, and suddenly realised that we were the only ones left in the tavern. I looked over to the bartender. He was nowhere to be seen; everywhere was empty. A tense silence, only interrupted by the occasional beetle or ant scurrying past, filled my ears.

I turned to Tristin and Yvaine to tell them I thought this was all slightly creepy, but they were already at the door. For

  A voice suddenly spoke up:

"Going so soon?"
We turned round to find that the barman had suddenly appeared and was looking directly at us. I mean, it could have just been because we were the only ones there, but I wasn't so sure. His sleeves had been rolled all the way up so I could see all the tattoos that decorated his muscly arms. His black wiry beard twitched and his dark brown eyes glinted under the light above the wooden counter.

"Leaving is not permitted." The bartender stated in his gruff voice. Then just like that, the door slammed shut right behind us.

"What the hell? Let us out!" Yvaine said angrily, turning round and twisting the doorknob voicing my thoughts exactly.
  Tristin pushed at the door, that seemed a lot more solid than it looked.