Chapter 182 Patched-up Family

• TESSA
• The ride into Ylarc was quiet, but not an uncomfortable one. I leaned against the window, watching the scenery shift from the familiar routes of Fenra into something softer and quieter. The streets here were narrower, the people a little more ordinary.
• I had been here before—years ago, when my parents were still alive. They brought me to the markets sometimes, or to the festivals where lanterns lit up the river. I remembered laughing, holding my father’s hand, my mother’s voice humming in my ears. But after they were gone, I never returned.