Chapter 253: Lunch With The Prince
Meanwhile, on the other side of the capital, Prince Alaric led the way, his strides confident and unhurried, as if the cobbled streets of the bustling market bent to his will. Lara and Peredur walked alongside him, weaving through clusters of merchants hawking their wares.
Agilus and Aramis followed closely while Redon and the few others followed secretly.
After navigating a series of winding corners, Prince Alaric stopped in front of an impressive two-story building crafted from timber and stone. Its gothic roof soared gracefully, adorned with intricate carvings. The first floor buzzed with life, featuring a vibrant array of shops. The warm, inviting aroma of freshly baked bread wafted from a bakery, its windows gleaming with delectable pastries. Next door, an eatery beckoned patrons with a welcoming sign swinging gently at the door, hinting at the culinary delights that lay within.
"Edesia’s Kitchen," Lara read the sign aloud. It sounded homey, but when her gaze landed on the two guards standing at the entrance, their armor gleaming, spears crossed, she thought it was ironic.
The two guards recognized Prince Alaric. With a snap of their boots and a respectful bow, they stepped aside and opened the door for the prince and his companions.
Inside, the air was cool and scented with lavender. A grand chandelier hung from the high ceiling, casting a soft amber glow over wooden tables with porcelain dishes. Attendants moved gracefully between patrons, balancing trays of food and drinks.
A semi-spiral staircase led to the second floor, where a few private rooms were located. Prince Alaric led Perdur and Lara to the stairs when a sweet voice called them.
"Peredur, Sister," Mira called from a table in the corner and enthusiastically waved at them. As if not content, she stood and approached them at the foot of the stairs.
Amelia and a few others Lara saw during her birthday were with her.