Chapter 43: Talfryn
Days of hard travel, nights of little sleep, and almost no s*x—Talfryn was absolutely keyed up to fight by the time Wren’s hard pace had them at Ylenia. Arvi took them around to the far side of the Queen’s City, dumped them out in the steep hills where few people traveled. Dragon patrols churned through here, but at fairly regular intervals, and Akton’s senses always noticed them with enough time to fall back from the edge of the trees.
“Damn,” said Elen when she saw the sprawl of Ylenia. “It’s gorgeous. Huge.”
“Looks like more people live here since I last visited,” said Arvi.
The city looked different from when Talfryn was last there, too. It had been the winter then, the streets chill, the odd whirl of snowflakes through the air. The feel to it had not been cold
