Kapitel 341: Stormhaven

The city of Stormhaven sprawled before them, a glittering jewel against the backdrop of a restless sea. Its white stone walls gleamed under the midday sun, while spires of polished marble stretched skyward, each crowned with intricate weather vanes that spun lazily in the salty breeze. Below, the city buzzed with life—a cacophony of ship horns, hawkers' cries, and the rhythmic pounding of waves against the pier. 

A young man adjusted his clothes as the carriage came to a halt at the eastern gate, where the scent of brine and fish mingled with the faint aroma of spices drifting from nearby warehouses. Beside him a young woman leaned slightly out of the window, her eyes wide as they drank in the sight of the bustling metropolis. 

"Brother," she said, her voice hushed. "This city is… enormous."