Eleanor and I led the way, with Leilah trailing quietly just behind us. Oliver took point to clear our path, while Mia anchored the rear, ensuring our flanks remained secure.
We were drawing a fair amount of attention from the locals, but thankfully, it was nothing unmanageable. We were certainly not the first party of wealthy, noble-looking individuals to visit the sacred streets of Helianth, and we would definitely not be the last.
The town held an unparalleled level of historical prestige and patriotic symbolism for the Kingdom of Helios. Countless pilgrims, scholars, and nobles journeyed here year-round simply to walk the very earth where Apollina had been born.
"So, Eleanor," I asked casually as she strolled beside me, "it has been a few years since you last visited. Have things changed significantly around here?"
