The Howler’s Cottage is anything but a cottage. It is a grand mansion and is so much more how I remember the old palace.
The new residence where the current king and queen live is a lot more private. When I say this one has people everywhere, I literally mean everywhere. There are warriors doing patrols, and you can tell their sharp eyes pick up everything, but all the doors are wide open and the place is like a hive full of bees coming and going.
My eyes feast hungrily over the smartly dressed ladies and I wonder how much they spend on their clothes and in keeping their own styles. Judging from the exquisite fabrics and expensive-looking accessories, if I could persuade even just a handful of these people to be my clients, I would be set for life.
“What is it?” Elijah asks.
“Huh?”
