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Father's letter

作者: Blueesandy
last update publish date: 2026-06-03 22:17:49

Selene's POV

The package arrived on a Thursday.

It came on the morning courier from the Voss pack. The senior secretary brought it up to my study with the morning correspondence and set it on the corner of my desk and did not say anything, because the senior secretary had been at Draeven Keep for eleven years and had learned, in those eleven years, that some packages required announcement and some required silence.

This one required silence.

I knew because of the wax seal.

The seal was the Voss
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