Chapter 41
Shae rode through the night, the rhythmic beat of her horse's hooves the only sound in the vast darkness. As dawn broke, painting the sky with streaks of orange and gold, she arrived at the main town, the port city they were originally meant to reach by ship. It bustled with activity, a cacophony of sounds and smells assaulting her senses after the solitude of the road. She pulled her hood up, concealing her face in shadow, and cautiously entered the town. Her eyes scanned the crowded streets, searching for any sign of the Brotherhood. She knew they could be anywhere, hidden amongst the merchants, the sailors, the common folk. They were masters of disguise, their presence often undetectable until it was too late. She moved through the throng, her hands resting on the hilt of her dagges,
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