Spring in central Etherea was truly a sight to behold. The snow melted to reveal the blossoming flora underneath, the trees that shed their leaves would begin to sprout vibrant splatters of green again, and the commoners who were chased from the outside chill returned to milling about the cities. Yes, spring was a symbol of new beginnings for everyone. At least, most everyone.
"My lady, a letter has arrived." Camille brought the letter in question to me. "The courier told me it is important that you read it now."
I nodded and took the envelope from her. Lady Eira crossed the room and handed me a letter opener. Without a second thought, I cut open the letter and pulled out the contents. Along with a single piece of paper, a handful of a fine, dirt-like substance fell out. My eyebrow
