"Luna, there is a message for you."
A guard stopped in front of Nina as she stepped out of the dining room after breakfast, with Moreen close behind her. In his hand was a letter bearing a strange seal.
Nina's brows furrowed as she stared at the parchment. Her hands remained at her sides; she made no move to touch it.
"Who is this letter from?" she asked. She didn't know anyone who would send her a letter.
"It was among the correspondence received at the pack house this morning, addressed to you, Your Grace. I do not know who sent it."
Nina stared at the envelope for a beat before finally taking it. Glancing back at Moreen, she cleared her throat. "You may go ahead. I'll join the class later," she said.
"Yes, my lady." Moreen nodded once and walked away.
Nina watched her leave, waiting a moment longer before breaking the seal and unfolding the paper.
I'm waiting at the old infirmary. I have all the answers you seek. Annalise.
