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Scire was given a mix of confused and concerned looks by the guards as he approached the bridge, and one stepped forward to help, but he shook his head. He'd carried her all the way her, he could manage it to the inn. One guy had the audacity to mutter something about "gray-skins" under his breath, but Scire ignored it.

He approached the Windhelm gates, which were pushed open for his arrival, and then walked inside. He made for the inn, shoving the door open with his rear, and then scanned the room furiously for Agatha.