"Stan, what is it?" I asked, without looking at him.
"Nothing," he murmured after a while, but it was obvious that something was on his mind.
"Stan..." I continued, urging him to open up.
"I have heard the name before," Stan finally said, his voice filled with contemplation.
"In your dreams or in reality?" I asked nonchalantly, trying to gauge his response.
"In reality. One of the maids that served the Queen of the Night hails from there," Stan responded, speaking in a hushed tone as he remained lost in deep thought.
"Which one of them?" I murmured, now genuinely intrigued by the topic.
"Never mind," Stan replied, his eyes fixed on an invisible point in space.
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"Oh, my Goddess!" Rachel exclaimed, her eyes widening as she looked at the address I had written down.
"Edenbridge is in the far north! I don't think Thalia would agree to go there!" Rachel protested, her voice filled with concern. "No, she won't!"
