{Caroline}
The inn was bathed in the soft glow of flickering candlelight, casting dancing shadows across the worn wooden floors and weathered walls.
Caroline stepped inside, her footsteps muffled by the thick carpeting that lined the entryway. The air was heavy with the scent of ale and wood smoke, mingling with the faint aroma of herbs and spices from the kitchen.
Caroline's eyes swept over the dimly lit interior, taking in the familiar sights of the cozy establishment she had visited many times before.
As she made her way further into the inn, Caroline's gaze settled upon the table where Enverna and Lianna sat, their heads bent together in quiet conversation.
A child of mana, her features bearing a striking resemblance to Klara but with subtle differences, sat with them. She looked faintly familiar, maybe she'd already met her, Caroline hadn't made any mental note of her name.
Inhaling sharply, Caroline steeled herself for the task ahead.
