Kapitel 345: Daughter

Outside the inn, the air was cool and tinged with the salty tang of the sea. The robed young woman, Elara, walked with measured steps, her hood still drawn low over her face. Beside her, Cedric matched her pace, his sharp eyes darting to their surroundings, ever vigilant. The cobblestones beneath their feet gleamed faintly in the pale light of a distant streetlamp. 

After a few moments of silence, Elara slowed her stride, turning her head back to glance at the inn they had just left. Her blue eyes, hidden beneath the shadow of her hood, lingered on the wooden structure as if searching for something unseen. 

Cedric noticed her hesitation and frowned slightly. "Is something the matter, Lady Elara?" he asked, his voice low and cautious.