Having finally reached his destination, Valdemar finds himself in a bustling establishment and observes behavior from the staff that is unusual for this city. However, all the girls in the hall were busy with other patrons, and only the bartender was willing to pay attention to him.
Yes, a wonderful place... And the girl behind the bar is exceptionally beautiful. He smiled slightly, nodding his head in approval, but his gaze was thoughtful, and his mind was already occupied not with the present, but with the past. Something was bothering Valdemar, something was nagging at him. Definitely, it was the white hair.
-- Hello, beautiful! I thought "Snow White" had a monopoly on white-haired enchantresses. It's nice to see that this bastion of true hospitality also has its share of beauty.
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers