Sebastian POV
The moment we arrived at Eloune City, the atmosphere shifted. The sprawling, chaotic streets buzzed with life, but it wasn’t the comforting hum of a thriving community—it was an undercurrent of danger, of tension waiting to snap. The kind of place where you couldn’t trust the shadows or the smiles.
None of us stepped out of the cars immediately. This wasn’t the kind of city to take chances in, especially with a group like ours. Royals and guards tend to attract attention, and not the good kind. I scanned the streets through the tinted windows. People moved in clusters, their eyes sharp and mistrusting.
“We’ve got a few locations to check,” Celine says, breaking the heavy silence. Her voice is bright, almost hopeful, and when I turn to look at her, she is smiling faintly. S
