Camilla sat alone on her balcony. She frowned deeply as she looked at the letter in her hands.
It was not a nice letter. The paper was cheap, rough, and slightly dirty around the edges. It was folded messily. It was completely plain and totally unpresentable for a noble house.
There was no fancy wax seal. There was no beautiful handwriting on the outside. It looked like a piece of trash someone had picked up off the street.
"Who sends a letter like this to a noblewoman?" Camilla thought, turning the rough paper over in her fingers.
She broke the simple fold and opened the letter. The handwriting inside was rushed, dark, and very messy. It looked like it had been written with a broken piece of charcoal instead of a proper ink pen.
Camilla narrowed her eyes and began to read the short, blunt message.
Lady Camilla Kennedy,
