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Helian smirked.

"Yuliain," he repeated.

"Good name."

Clodagh would see Helian struggle with Abaresk and realise that knowing how to ride didn't seem to be a prerequisite to owning a horse.

Meanwhile Nemicus led them into the city and was surprised to find out just how few people were out and about on the main streets.

Not that it was deserted or anything. If you weren't from around here you wouldn't even notice anything was out of the ordinary yet either. Nemicus wondered what was going on but would keep these questions to himself.

It took less than ten minutes to arrive at the Goldbranch Hotel's stables. It was a three story building with expensive looking glass windows and balconies at the sides.