Chapter 362 - The Seal Beneath the Ice (2)

The air in the guest chamber was still and cold, smelling faintly of preserved ice and linen. Klaus materialized in the center of the room with a soft pop of displaced air. The transition was seamless, leaving no ripple of mana for any external sensors to detect. He stood there for a moment, letting the silence of the room settle over him after the tension of the pub. The bell above the door had chimed behind him, but here, there was only the quiet hum of the preservation runes etched into the walls.