"There," Cassandra pointed ahead. "The fountain Skreek mentioned."
Sure enough, a large fountain stood at the center of the street.
They turned left as Skreek had instructed, and within a minute, they saw it.
The Silver Moon Inn was impossible to miss. It was a large, well-maintained building with a massive silver crescent moon hanging above the entrance. The moon appeared to be made of actual silver or some similar metal, shining brilliantly under the setting sun.
"Well," Seraphine said, studying the inn, "it certainly looks better than I expected from Skreek's recommendation."
"Don't judge too quickly," Lyanna advised. "Sometimes the nicest-looking places have the worst secrets."
"Only one way to find out," Julian said, leading them toward the entrance.
As they approached the door, a young human woman emerged, carrying a tray of empty dishes. She glanced at them, did a double-take at their appearance and simply nodded politely before hurrying past.
