Capítulo 44: Invitation.

The horses pull the carriage away from the bright lights of the auction house, and they begin to travel deeper into the capital city. As they do, the atmosphere shifts. The vibrant city life begins to fade into quieter, more secluded streets.

Less rough and chaotic.

Aric leaned back in the carriage, his mind shuffling between his new knowledge of the weavers and his upcoming meeting. When he sits before the king and his council, whatever is done there would matter most. He needed to play his cards perfectly.

Lerai gazes out the window, his eyes zipping from one rising architecture to the next, while Serina was quiet and appeared contemplative, her mind just as deep in thought as Aric's.

"There is something about this city, it feels… guarded," Lerai muttered.

Serina turned to Lerai then back at the window. "Yes, well, they have secrets to hide. I'd say it's best we keep our wits to ourselves."