The mountains descended and the city rose along the horizon. We passed several secluded roads and clan territories to a countryside with large jaw-dropping estates. One was especially far from the rest, the road winding around the Victorian mansion through a massive metal gate which Ausmane vaulted over like it was nothing.
I took me a good second to register it, but I didn’t have time to take anything in when he finally slowed to the backyard of the mansion. It was massive, fresh green grass surrounded a large black tarmac, surrounded by a circular road in the distance and a thick forest. It surprisingly didn’t give me traumatic memories of the Weverins’ mansion.
My head was rushing even when we came to a complete stop. Ausmane put me down, but I held onto his shoulder until the dizzine
