Dizziness swept over Thalia as they emerged from the teleportation portal. The sudden shift in space left her momentarily disoriented, but she quickly regained her balance. They now stood before a towering iron portcullis, the imposing gate marking the entrance to another kingdom.
Mage Kayne stepped forward and handed a folded document to the gatekeeper. The guards inspected it with practiced eyes before granting them passage.
Thalia’s brows furrowed in confusion. “How do you have a traveler’s permit for this kingdom?” she asked as they passed through the gates.
Kayne smirked slightly. “I always acquire one from a friend here in Parvisregn.”
“You come here often?” she asked, glancing around at the bustling outskirts of the trade capital.
“We do. Whenever we need to bid on rare relics,
