The town was quiet as Min-jae, Saar, and Odysseus entered its narrow streets. The cottages and shops were dark and still, most of the residents asleep. Only the occasional lantern flickered along the cobblestones, casting long shadows that stretched into the alleys.
Saar led them through a back lane that opened onto a small inn on the edge of town. "This will do for now," he said. "It is secluded, and the owner is discreet. We can rest and plan our next move here."
Min-jae nodded, his eyes scanning the town as if memorizing every detail. He wanted to believe that here, at least for a night, he and his companions would be invisible. His mind, however, was still partially with Meical, still with the estate, still with all the chaos and blood he had left behind.
They moved quickly through the inn's side entrance. The owner, a quiet man with a wary expression, nodded at Saar. There were no questions, no prying eyes, just a room for the three of them to settle into.
