A good amount of time passed inside the carriage.
The city had disappeared behind them long ago, and the busy roads filled with merchants had gradually been replaced by quieter stretches of land. Trafalgar spent most of the journey looking through the window, Cynthia beside him and Rhosyn sitting across from them.
What appeared ahead eventually stopped looking like countryside.
It looked like a military base.
Trafalgar's expression grew more serious as the carriage continued toward it. Even from this distance, he could make out walls, watchtowers, and groups of soldiers moving between structures built farther into the territory.
Darian had removed himself from Valttair's control.
He had also escaped the pressure House Sylvanel once held over the Thal'zar.
Those were good things as far as Trafalgar was concerned, but they also meant Darian had far fewer reasons to remain afraid of him. Caelum believed the meeting was safe, and logically Trafalgar agreed with him.
