Letters To Everleigh Ebersol

[Zael Castomir]

The courier arrived in the Proctors' Hall with an unexpected letter. He whistled in an impressed fashion when he saw Proctor Ebersol, held up the last letter from his satchel, and said to her: "From a Miklan? In Arnim? That's pretty far out there."

The letter had a basic, unadorned wax seal.

When opened, it simply read:

You know who this is.

We have one chance to meet. I don't know if another will happen.

Come to the Blackwood. You know where.

I'll understand if you don't.


Darlin



Burn this letter as soon as you get done reading it.​

Everleigh Ebersol

 

[Everleigh Ebersol]

Everleigh didn’t dare open the letter until she was in her room. Even then, she waited. She inspected every inch of her room, making sure nothing was there to spy on her. Lately she had been having dreams of being watched while she was asleep.

When Everleigh did finally open and read the letter, she read it over three times. Her lips quirked up ever so slightly. Of course she would know who it was. A mixture of emotions swirled through her, but she burnt the letter with the flame of the candle on her desk. Almost all of it, at least. There was one section with singed edges. Not even half an inch long, much less tall, and only a single word to be read: Darlin.

She blew out the candle before hiding the small remain of his letter underneath the leg of her desk chair.

Everleigh held every intention of seeing Zael. She had to see him. There was nothing she wanted more.