POV EZRA
The streets of Ravenport buzzed with noise and activity, but my focus remained sharp. As Rhea and Khael went ahead to scout for shelter, I stood at the edge of the bustling marketplace, watching the ebb and flow of merchants, travelers, and potential threats. Caroline stood beside me, her posture tense, her sharp gaze darting over the unfamiliar surroundings.
“We need a plan,” I said, my voice steady and cold, masking the faint irritation simmering beneath the surface.
“What do you propose?” she asked, though I could tell from her tone that she was already prepared to argue.
“The quickest way would be to take money from one of the noble families. They won’t notice it missing, and if we’re careful, Marcus won’t be able to track us.”
Her incredulous look almost made me smile. A
