The envelope was thick and heavy, sealed with wax embossed with an intricate sigil, the golden colours made things obvious, the unmistakable mark of the Holy Temple. Adeline eyed it warily, already sensing the divine energy laced into the parchment. She had seen this before.
Edward.
Her fingers hesitated for only a moment before she broke the seal and unfolded the letter inside. His familiar handwriting greeted her, sharp and elegant, with just the right amount of disdain woven between the lines.
She sighed. She should have known.
It must be so exciting to hear from me again, though I imagine you must also be dreading it. But really, what would you do without me? Life must be terribly dull in that precious estate of yours.
