This section was also well-settled. Plenty of decently dressed people walked about, and even at this hour there were private horse carriages driving through the streets. Martia made a mental note that she’d have to acquire some kind of rig and staff, to avoid long hikes like this one. Mr. Washington at the bank had promised to advise her on things; picking up a private vehicle would be just the sort of task a banker could help her with.
She was smiling inwardly at the thought of being able to ride to places again when she came to the end of a long street lined with three-story apartment houses on both sides. Suddenly she froze at the sight of something she’d been told could not possibly be here.
The Selchine legation was an extremely tall building, a skyscraper by Burgundy standards. Of
