Silax was seated in a carriage heading towards the Archivum. Tonight, he wasn't going there for research, it was only a stop, not his final destination. As he sat in the carriage, he thought back to the events from the night before.
Her had met up with Yvonne last night, at the house the Crimson Hounds had raided.
The house had been unrecognizable to Silax when he got there.
It had been painted a new color, and a family had moved into the place. Silax would've thought that he missed his way, if not for the fact that he trusted his memory and sense of direction.
After a few minutes of observing the new occupants of the house, he got a whiff of an enchanting smell. The smell was a mix between spicy and woody, and it caused him to turn his head towards the end of the street.