Kanary didn't answer right away. She stared out the carriage window with the expression of someone holding two decisions at once and finding neither of them right, while the dirt road outside the city rolled by slowly and trees began to replace the walls and rooftops of Sapphire Port.
The carriage stopped in front of a small, discreet house, nothing about it drawing attention from the road, with a modest garden and windows covered by thick cloth that revealed nothing from the outside.
Kanary stepped down first without saying anything else about Ebony's proposal, carrying herself like someone who had made a decision but preferred not to announce it yet. The other three followed behind her and headed for the entrance without pressing her, because the tone of the last part of the ride had made it clear that pushing her wouldn't produce anything useful.
