Chapter 16 The Weight Of A Broken Promise

• The first light of dawn had barely touched Morvain's cobblestone streets when Aelries slipped out of her guild quarters. She paused only long enough to leave a hastily scribbled note with Karen at the reception desk.
• “Mixarnt — Register as an adventurer. Earn your own money. Don't cause trouble.”
• Karen studied the elf princess's face as she accepted the note, the faint shadows under her eyes, the tension in her jaw. “You didn't sleep at all, did you?” she asked softly.