Thessalia turned to Orion with a furrowed brow. "Did you see that?" she whispered. "The lycan was almost... afraid of us."
Orion nodded slowly. "I saw it. It's like he recognized us or something."
Thessalia shook her head, still trying to make sense of the situation. "But how could he recognize us? We've never been here before."
"I don't know," Orion said. "But it's clear that something strange is going on here. We need to be careful."
She agreed, feeling a sense of unease settle over her. She couldn't shake the feeling that they were walking into a trap, even though the lycans had seemed hospitable enough so far.
As they made their way to the feast, she kept her senses on high alert, ready for anything that might come their way. She had a feeling that their stay at Silentcrest Keeper
