Chapter 87 — Region of Frost XVIII: The Freecs Assault Begins
The transports slow as they reach the gates of Freecs. The city itself was bustling through midday. A few travelers were bypassing the guards to enter the city. The individuals sitting outside the gates were not members of the Tristan Knights. Just simple city guards.
Seeing this, Isabella knew they would have to avoid the regular entry. Luckily the Selsetshe did not drop their illusion. Tushar took the lead then.
"Isabella we have an entry far from the front gates that will lead to Serval Morgar's abode."
"And you wait until now to say something?" Tushar scratches his chin a look of apology on his face. "Alert the others."
"Of course cousin," Tushar responds with a quick grin. Khione giggles at him which gets a harsh glare sent her way. One that she just responds back to with a simple smile.
