They hadn’t even dismounted before Adrian froze, his entire body going taut like a bow pulled too tight.“Adrian?” Elara asked, swinging down from her mare and walking to his side.His eyes were locked onto a man standing at the far corner of the city gate’s square—a figure partially obscured by the mist curling along the cobblestones. He wore a dark overcoat, collar turned up, a cap pulled low over his brow. But even at a distance, the shape of his mouth, the half-healed scar along his jawline—it was unmistakable.“Do you know him?” Elara whispered, following his gaze.“I did,” Adrian said, voice low and brittle. “Before everything changed.”The man turned as if sensing Adrian’s stare, and for the briefest moment, their eyes locked. The man’s expression flickered—recognition, then surprise, then something colder.He disappeared into the crowd without a backward glance.“We have to follow him,” Adrian said, already moving.“Who is he?”“His name is Riven Hart,” Adrian replied tightly.
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