… Entering the city like this won’t be an easy task.
The thought of the centaur guardians placed in pivotal crossroads had him piecing together his point of entry. How would he get from here, like this, to The Centerpiece?
… Renee…
… Little One, tell me where you are.
His thoughts echoed in his mind. Begging. Pleading for a response.
Still on his path forward, knowing not to change direction now. An alleyway down into the shadowy depths of the city bellowed to him. It would be his only way in. His only way back to her.
Verrin Ridge, he snorted to himself, was the glimmering decoy that sat atop the shadiest black market in all of the territories combined. Still, unable to enter like one of the pristine beings on its surface, Kris leaped into the darkness. He shot down into it quic
