The Empire of Reimia (3)

I try to determine the affiliation of the people by their uniforms and inspect the carriage for conductors or someone similar.

Judging by their uniforms, they were soldiers from the Reimy army. However, Bartran didn't have time to take any action or prepare for their arrival. They entered the carriage and began checking the passengers' documents. Finally, it was Bert's turn.

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It wasn't entirely usual for Linnea to see such things, although she knew something about Nihon customs. This was partly due to the emperor's introduction of his native culture into Reimy life, but also to the girl's own interest. Perhaps among the countries bordering the Reimy Empire, only Darkiria could compete with Nihon in this regard. The reason for this was simple – the same childhood love for stories about heroes and their exploits.
Suzuki didn't know how to react to the look, so she pretended she hadn't noticed anything. She simply said goodbye to the woman, sincerely thanking her for her hospitality and the delicious meal.
— Can I help you? — the Reimy woman asked Ifeon when they were alone.

— No, thank you, — he refused, as if it were the only correct answer in this situation, — I'll finish this quickly.
And so it happened; after a few minutes, the dishes were washed quickly and efficiently. Then, they went to his room.
Despite the rather modest size of this room, there was still plenty of free space. Ifeon probably slept on a futon, which was put away during the day. It was clean, and the few pieces of furniture were arranged very harmoniously and efficiently. On the old table was a photograph of Suzuki, probably taken a long time ago, as she looked younger in it.
— This is where I live, — he commented without any noticeable embarrassment, and in general, it seemed that poverty did not bother him too much, — not very impressive, is it?