THIRTEEN | LOVE LETTER

I wasn't very sure that Noah would want to talk to me after all my rudeness and weirdness the other night. If my mom's words about my forgettable face are true, he would probably not even recognize me as it has been several days since our first meeting.

"Hello hello! What a pleasant surprise Nadia."

"Hi, good to see you as well."

"How have you been? And what brings you here?"

"Doing well, I guess. I have to deliver this message to someone."

"Ah, running errands for the Royals."

"How do you know this is from the Royals?"

"It's rolled vellum. We common people can't afford parchment and vellum; we use paper instead."

"I see, that's something new I learned, thanks! Is Mason around?"

"Which Mason? We got three of them."

"I am not very sure which one. Field officer?"

"Mason, the field officer. There's only one of his kind. He is not here at the moment, but I can pass it on to him when he's back."

"Er... Ho