"So where are we going?" Eliron and Artie had been walking for a few minutes now, so he felt the need to ask.
Artie glanced at him and smiled. "It's a place I found on my way to the tower, trust me, you'll like it."
"But shouldn't you be resting? Yen said your injuries were very serious…"
"Yen is a worry wart, I'm fine, see?" She raised the arm that had once been a mess of bones and flesh.
Yennefer had done a pretty good job healing it. There were even no scars, which was common when healers worked on major wounds.
She increased her pace a bit then held Eliron's hand, urging him forward. "Let's go, it is just around the corner."
The place Artie was talking about was apparently an outdoor, roof top tavern. The stairs that lead up to the place were made of polished wood, beautiful patterns neatly inscribed onto them.
They went up the stairs and Eliron took in the view with a small smile on his face.
