Six hours later - Nicholas POV
The sun had set by the time they reached Ravenspire.
Nicholas shifted back to human form at the edge of the city and pulled on the clothes they had stashed in a bag tied around Kael's neck. Sebastian did the same, both of them dressing quickly in the shadows of an alley that smelled like garbage and old magic.
Ravenspire was not like other cities.
It sprawled across the eastern edge of the territories like a wound that had never quite healed, all dark stone buildings and narrow twisting streets lit by lanterns that burned with green-tinged flames. The supernatural population here outnumbered humans ten to one, and the humans who did live here knew better than to ask questions about the things they saw in the shadows.
It was exactly the kind of place a supernatural broker would call home.
"Where's Silas's office?" Sebastian asked, shaking out his shoulders as the last of the shift aches faded.
