The Hunt for Zenna
“Despite the constant grey skies, London is quite nice,” Katherine said.
“It’s very much Zenna’s style,” Iriel muttered from over his coffee cup. They had been in London for days searching for possible sightings of where Zenna might be. Isadora had the thought that instead of spending more useless time frantically searching the entire city, they should just find a particular spot to wait where she might possibly walk near. Iriel used a combination of magic and his knowledge of Zenna’s habits to determine that at some point she’d walk near this coffee spot that was at the heart of the city, and close to a natural park.