***Raizel***
I sat at my desk, attempting to focus on the correspondence before me, but my thoughts kept circling the coming council meeting. This time, Cadiz would attend as a full participant, the elders had agreed it was time. No more decisions made around him, no more withheld truths.
We would tell him everything. Our alliances, our resources, the real shape of the war.
Including the Dravens.
I was reviewing supply reports when a familiar seal caught my eye. The Eberhart crest. My hand stilled.
I broke the wax and unfolded the letter, scanning the careful script, with every line, heat built in my chest.
"To Lord Raizel Ashforde,
It has come to my attention that the King has declared the individual formerly known as Cadiz Eberhart to be an abomination and carrier of dark magic. After careful consideration, I have decided to take decisive action to protect House Eberhart from any association with such a cursed being.
