{Raven}
In another timeline, this was where Raven would go after having Melisa's blood on her hands. Just being her sent chills down her spine.
The Queen's Rest looked exactly like what a human-only bar should look like - all polished wood and brass fixtures, trying desperately to appear more upscale than it actually was. The kind of place where merchants and minor nobles could pretend they were better than they were.
Raven moved through the scattered afternoon crowd, her steps measured and deliberate. Every patron here was human, of course. Some glanced her way, but most kept to their drinks and conversations.
[Follow the instructions. Act like you've just killed her. Like you've just killed Melisa.]
The thought made her stomach turn.
