"Your identification is verified, my lord. Would you like a residence for your stay?" came the voice of a guard from outside the carriage. 0

Phaden’s voice responded promptly. "Find us a house in a quiet area, somewhere with little traffic. We’ll only be staying for the night."0

"Understood. Do you require attendants during your stay?"0

"Four should suffice. Make sure hot baths and meals are prepared. There are three esteemed guests, plus the lady, so prepare plenty of water and food for the six of us. And don’t forget the drinks. No need to worry about the cost."0

"As you wish, my lord. Please wait a moment."0

Both Phaden and the guard seemed quite accustomed to such exchanges. They were familiar with the customs of the central cities, shaped by the wealth of nobility and wealthy travelers. Such arrangements were likely one of the major sources of income for these cities.0

Ian finished the remaining half-glass of wine from his bottle and set the empty bottle on the floor, glancing around the carriage. A dry chuckle escaped his lips as he observed the atmosphere inside—it remained just as heavy and tense as before.0

Seras, her expression unreadable, was lost in thought, while...0