Rivermount

Ezra tilted his head towards the window as the jet descended, checking out Rivermount, the capital of Prince Caspian's domain. 

Of course, it was all Republic to the humans but to the vampires, it was the seat of power of the leader of the Nightmare Court.

He could make out the city below with his Aura and was impressed. 

The sprawling city was a gothic marvel, its dark stone architecture marked by spires that pierced the mist-covered skyline. 

Unlike the structured town of the Crossroads, Rivermount was like a carefully constructed architect's dream, filled with a kind of eerie elegance. 

From the human eye, there was nothing out of the ordinary. It was just another beautiful city. But from the eyes of the vampires, it was different.

The shadows were normal but… deeper. As if there was something hiding and waiting inside of it.

Ezra focused on the city.