Chapter 246 - Once again, being the hero of the day.

The golden light of the morning sun finally filtered through the rooftops of the Upper City like timid fingers touching an old tapestry. A soft glow spilled across the narrow streets, illuminating the uneven cobblestones, still damp with the morning dew. The sound of carts creaking in the distance, the murmur of the first tents being erected, and the hoarse call of a baker announcing fresh bread created a discreet, almost ritualistic symphony. The city awoke with the slowness of an old dragon: powerful, lazy, and full of secrets.