Duskwood City, the capital of Sylvarus. What little I'd heard of it painted it as the seat of elvish power in Enusia, a city older than any modern country or kingdom, even than the Blacksand Empire. Some part of me was excited about visiting such a fabled place, and yet…
"Do we really have to fly there?"
"Isn't it exciting?" Korra asked. "A skyship! After all these times fighting them, we finally get a chance to ride one!"
I bit my lip, fingers curling into my skirt. Korra and R'lissea both looked excited, but I couldn't keep the nervous tremor from running down my tail. Skyships had been responsible for most of my misadventures as of late, from crash landing in Tormod's Breach to most recently on the southern continent. But even if that were all, I wouldn't complain. Just…why did they have to fly?
"The journey is barely a day long. You'll be fine," Selena said, giving me an understanding smile.
"Huh?" Aerion raised an eyebrow. "Why wouldn't she be?"
