The warrior Luna
I could sense his fear and unease, and it was clear that he was just as confused and concerned as I was.
I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves, and reached out to take the letter from the guard's outstretched hand. It was a plain white envelope with my name written in elegant calligraphy on the front. I turned it over, looking for any other clues or indications of who it might be from, but there was nothing. It was sealed with wax, which was imprinted with a strange symbol that I didn't recognize.
I hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to open the letter or not. What if it was some kind of trap or a threat? But my curiosity got the best of me, and I carefully broke the seal and un