The servant bowed and departed quickly, clearly relieved to have completed his task without incident.
Finn gathered Thalia and the Mnemosyne with minimal conversation. All three of them had been waiting for this summon, and none needed time to prepare. They'd been ready for days.
The carriage that waited outside the manor was deliberately unassuming, well-made but not ostentatious, the kind a prosperous merchant might use for everyday business. Nothing that would draw particular attention.
They climbed in, and the driver set off immediately toward the town center.
The moment they rolled past the estate's outer gates, Finn raised an eyebrow.
Seven days. Just seven days since he'd last seen this town, and the transformation was staggering.
He leaned toward the carriage window, studying the changes with a raised brow.
