The guardian spirit (1)

"Do you believe that staying in a brothel of all places is a good idea?" As they entered the corridor of a busy brothel, Esmeralda questioned, scoffing incredulously.

The sound of music reverberated, accompanied by both male and female whoops and laughter.

After leaving the castle, Lev suggested a place for them to rest. And it turned out to be the city's largest brothel.

"It is safe here." He led them up the stairs. "Trust me.

To avoid drawing unneeded attention, they went in a different direction where fewer people were present.

"I do not trust you." Glaring at Nikolai, who had remained silent the entire time, Esmeralda grimaced.

Cradled in his arms, swaddled in his cloak, was Ophelia. She looked so frail and pale.

"I have an old acquaintance here. Stop overthinking things." Lev murmured.

Esmeralda scowled.