The Silverpaw estate looked different in the early morning light.
Less like ruins and more like possibility.
Construction crews had worked around the clock for three weeks. One wing was now habitable—barely. The main structure was weatherproof, the security systems were operational, and the family quarters were functional if not finished.
It would do.
"Home sweet extremely fortified home," Maya said, surveying the grounds. "I count twelve guard posts, reinforced walls, and is that a moat?"
"Decorative water feature," Ezra corrected. "That also happens to create a defensive perimeter."
"So a moat."
"Functionally, yes."
The boys were more impressed by the "moat" than the castle itself. Ryder immediately wanted to know if there were fish. Ash wanted to know if they could swim in it.
