Near the royal city of Thesmeris
The royal city of Thesmeris, with Glimmereach floating high above it, the three of them stood hidden at a distance and observed the main gate.
The security was tight.
Very tight.
Guards were stopping everyone entering the city, checking papers, questioning merchants, inspecting carriages. It made sense—today was the wedding of two royal heirs. No kingdom would leave something like this lightly guarded.
Maera frowned. "Now what?"
Selene kept watching the gate, her brows slightly furrowed. "Professor Zane should've been here by now…"
Drevin remained calm. "He could be late."
Maera clicked her tongue. "We don't have much time."
Then she turned.
"Let's go. Selene—take out the clothes."
Selene nodded immediately.
Maera looked at Drevin next. "Do your shadow thing."
He nodded once.
Darkness spread from beneath him, forming a spheres of shadow that swallowed each of them for a brief moment.
Inside the concealment—
They changed.
