“How am I getting there, exactly?” Zofia wondered.
“I'm sending you in style,” he said, smiling again. “In my own coach.”
Zofia blinked and nodded. She wasn't sure what his coach could do. Probably it could fly, since he wanted her there within a day, or a night, it would have to fly, because Dark Castle was across the Sea of Nectar, and hundreds of miles beyond Scyldings. She was guessing this by the way he kept referring to the Oblast, which was beyond Scyldings, someplace high in the Cordova Mountains.
“My coach will take you as far as Raven's Hollow,” he informed.
“Never heard of it.”
“It's just a speck on the map. Just eight kilometers southeast of Ravenwood. From there you'll take a regular coach. Probably the moonlight coach, by the time you get there. The moonlight coach will
