"This place feels wrong," Astrid murmured, casting a furtive look over her shoulder. The buildings in this area of Pinefrost were dark, but there was a shiver down her back that told her they weren't alone.
"Yeah, it's an interesting place," Raiden said, eyes scanning the darkness. "I'd hoped to get here before night fell, but we'll have to make do."
"We could stop at an inn," Astrid suggested. They'd spent the last three days in bedrolls and tents, and she was eager to get a good night's rest before meeting with a group of assassins.
He shook his head. "This town is far too dangerous. We'd wake up with everything stolen." He sounded unusually bitter and Astrid gave him a sidelong glance, trying to hide her amusement.
"We'll be together though," she pointed out. "And we're exhausted fr
