Chapter 181: Simurgh?

[Cecelia's POV]

Bargain Alley sprawled before me as Aron guided our steps. The market was a whirlwind of activity, a symphony of colors and sounds. Canopies of vibrant hues formed a shifting tapestry above, casting kaleidoscopic patterns on the cobblestone streets below. Vendors eagerly hawked their wares, their voices blending into a harmonious chorus of commerce.

Aron and I, bedecked in our resplendent robes, couldn't escape the intrigued glances and hushed murmurs trailing in our wake. Our presence, an almost regal air amidst the common crowd, drew attention like a magnet.

In measured silence, I followed Aron's lead, concealing my inner turmoil beneath a veneer of composure. The events of the previous night had left me sleepless, haunted by the gruesome scene of the academy nurse's demise. The head butler's swift response had led to the discreet removal of the lifeless body and the meticulous cleansing of the tainted room.