Chapter 30
The group settled into the local tavern, a modest but cozy establishment with low wooden beams and the warm glow of a hearth in the common area. The scent of roasting meat and fresh bread lingered in the air as the innkeeper handed over the keys to their rooms. “We’ll take two rooms,” Raphael said, his voice steady. “One for the ladies, one for the rest of us.” The innkeeper nodded, eyeing the group curiously before shuffling off to tend to other patrons. As they made their way upstairs, Stella was unusually quiet. Gedeon noticed, falling back to walk beside her. “You alright?” he asked softly. She nodded stiffly. “Just thinking.” “About Aydin,” Gedeon guessed. When Stella didn’t answer, he placed a hand on her shoulder. “We’ll get him back.” Stella gave him a weak smile. “I know.”
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