The Beloved
I have been booking at this hotel for years, I will not tolerate such disrespect.
The manager walks in, recognizing me as an esteemed patron, with stock in the company, immediately greets me with respect. "Good evening Mr. Eldridge" he addresses me while shaking my hand. "Good evening Mr. Richter", I greet him in return. The manager studies the situation, "what seems to be the distress?" he asks. Mr. Richter is originally from the fae realm, his mythical name is "Fenrilol" and has been working here with this company for decades. He understands what I am, and why I come to this specific hotel. Honestly, if humans knew how many mythical creatures interacted with them every day in disguise, the
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