It was a strange thing for the Terrowin family to receive a letter. For the most part, anyone who wished to strike up a communication usually came by using magic. The rare few times that the people of Benin needed to renew the “tax plan”, it was done in person, and usually with Raile present. So when they received a letter, by ferret, no less, it was an odd occurrence that piqued their interest.
Lucas was the one to answer the door, and when the ferret handed him a letter addressed to the Terrowin family, he immediately brought it to his foster father, Lewis. The assassin popped it open, and handed it back to Lucas.
“Read it,” Lewis said. “It’ll be good practice.”
The young leviathan had never learned to read. Due to his fascination with stories, though, he had been putting forth a lot of effort. It took him a few tries to get the larger words, and the names confused him, but Lewis helped with those. Finally, though, he made his way to the end of the letter, and looked back at Lewis with a smile.
“So, it’s a trip then?” Lucas asked, excitedly. “And the whole family is allowed?” His thoughts were on what kind of stories that Komrua might hold, and the time he could spend exploring with Ezili and the rest of the family.
“That’s if we even decide to go,” Lewis said as he folded the letter. “A ferret gave you this letter?”
The boy nodded. “At least I think it was a ferret. I’ve never seen a real one before, but that’s what it looks like in one of the animal books I’ve been trying to read.”
Lewis sighed. He wondered if this was another one of the gods. He had lucked into Lord Raith’s domain, and had somehow found himself in Lady Angela’s twice. It was a long shot to assume this was the work of a deity, but on the off chance that it was, it would be rude to refuse.
It didn’t take long for Simone to agree to the idea of going, and within the day the family was packed and ready to leave. Simone double checked everyone’s bags to make sure they had the essentials, and Lewis took the time to make sure he had at least three daggers well hidden on his person, and then they set off.
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Their arrival was swift and painless, and the group found themselves in front of the Inn. Lucas was wide eyed, scanning the pleasant countryside. It was something that he had always seen from above, but he had never gotten the chance to really experience it.
Lewis, though, was looking over the Nekotabi Inn. He did his usual assassin tricks; possible exits marked, amount of people that could escape through each one, fall heights, etc. Simone gave him a look, and he rolled his eyes. Habit. You know I can’t stop it.
“Well, let’s not just stand here, I guess…” Lewis said in his almost bored tone. “Everyone in.” With Alshaya in arm, he made his way into the building.