Chapter 38
The cafe moved with activity around Alara and her brother: waiters coming and going carrying trays stacked high with confections, customers gossiping loud enough that they could be heard clear across the room, and all as a musician played their drowned out strings in the corner. Out of it all, the musician was visibly the most animated as she battled against the uproar, but through it, Alara could only hear the faintest notes reach her over the din. She ordered something small as she watched the player saw their instrument in futility and failed to register the server’s departure until Agillan spoke up.
“I didn’t know that you were eating chocolates now,” he said.
Alara pulled her attention back to the man across from her at the window side table. Outside, parked across the s
