The noble district of Mystveil carried an air of quiet sophistication, its cobblestone streets lined with elegant homes adorned with intricate carvings and colorful banners. The hustle and bustle of the main town seemed like a distant memory here, replaced by the soft hum of activity from finely dressed residents and their attendants. It was a world away from the chaotic wilderness and gritty reality of the adventurers' guild.
I adjusted my cloak as Lunara and I stood before one of the grandest residences. Its towering gates, wrought iron and polished to a gleaming finish, bore an emblem of the sun surrounded by feathers—likely the crest of the noble family Seraphina belonged to. The guard stationed by the gate inclined his head slightly as we approached, gesturing for us to enter without a word.
"Not exactly subtle," I murmured under my breath, taking in the lavish surroundings.
Lunara's sapphire eyes scanned the area with calm vigilance.
