Penelope
After hours or travelling, a small inn appears before us.
“ We should rest here before we continue with the journey.” I suggest.
“ I don't understand. Why did you choose the longer route? We could have made it to the pack by nightfall if we used the other route.” Sera inquires and I just smile mysteriously.
Of course I won't tell her that I want my uncle to dispatch his trump cards while I am still travelling. I want to see what he has in-store for me.
“ Don't worry, I am not in a hurry to go back.” I reply. It's not entirely a lie, just another explanation of my reason.
"Something feels off," Kieran mutters as we approach the entrance.
I pause, extending my senses. He's right, the inn is too quiet. No sounds of conversation, no clatter of dishes, “no signs of other travele
