Chapter 34

Blakely

“Deidama and Galen have found a balance of sorts. Well, for the most part. As you can tell, she enjoys pushing his boundaries, but what is chaos if not a rule-breaker?”

It wasn’t Azrael’s explanation that had me wide-eyed, rather the sheer insanity of the bustling marketplace. We’d headed here after checking into the Inn, an event I was still trying to process.

The seemingly endless maze of taverns, restaurants, townhouses, and stacked apartments had opened into a wide circle packed with stalls and lined with various shops full of raucous patrons.

Each building was unique in the fact that it didn’t have a door or windows. Its open front allowed customers to waltz in and out at will.

The flashes of color I’d seen in the distance were actually thick bushels of cloth interwoven high above our heads, providing a bit of shade from the blistering sun.

A plethora of scents filled the dry air. Smoked meats were being cooked on several skewers, while small vials of spices and perf