Secret ingredients

Previously

…She had to find Isabelle Dubois. The riddle had mentioned her name, a veiled reference to a woman who “speaks the language of forgotten roots.” If anyone could guide her through this labyrinth of secrets and threats, it was Isabelle. Elara looked around the market, her gaze now more discerning, more wary. The whispers of the market no longer sounded like promises of culinary wonders, but like murmurs of danger. The chase had truly begun, and the stakes were higher than she had ever dreamed. She needed to find Isabelle, and she needed to do it before Silas Thorne found her again. The night market, a place of supposed culinary treasures, had just revealed its sharpest, most dangerous edge.