3rd person pov-Aislyn
Aislyn had never been more afraid of anything in her whole life, as she was of the letter she found folded neatly and slid under her door. The first night Sage had slid it under the door, it had gotten kicked aside and wasn’t discovered until this morning, when Aislyn had accidentally stepped on it and nearly slipped. It was just a plain piece of paper, but when she opened it, she instantly knew it was from her son. After years and years of working with him in the library, recovering ancient documents from the caved-in bunkers, and trying to decipher the different languages, she knew her son’s handwriting almost better than she knew her own. The simply drawn ‘Mother’ on the front of the letter was enough to shock her, mostly because she hadn’t expected it. She knew h
