“Where are we going?” Regynn asked for what must have been the tenth time since the girls had set out on the road.
Clair glanced over her shoulder, “Don’t worry, we’re almost there.”
The priestess turned to Kyalith who rode beside her, “You know that wasn’t an answer right?”
Kya shrugged, “I wouldn’t worry about it, you know Clair isn’t going to do anything to get you in trouble, or hurt. Well.. hopefully not hurt.”
Regynn narrowed her eyes, opening her mouth to speak when her temple hound nearly collided with Clair’s horse who had stopped at the edge of a field. It took the priestess a couple of minutes to recover herself in the saddle and settle her pounding heart. “What in the Light is wrong with...
The abrupt ring of the bell on the shop door had the sisters tense as Kyalith moved greet the courier on the other side. She gave him a few small coins then turned back to Clair, a plain brown packet held gingerly in her hands. “Do you think this is it?”
Clair raised a brow and smirked, “Gee, I don’t know. Are you expecting any other hand delivered envelopes from Stormwind?”
The redhead’s cheeks flushed pink as she handed to parcel to her sister, “I guess this is it then.” she replied sheepishly.
The elder sister pulled a dagger from her belt and sliced the packet open then pulled a thick sheaf of papers out. She read the top sheet then handed it to Kya, “It says some of it’s redacted for security reasons.”
“I thought you’d be happy. She’s not alone anymore, she’s got someone.”
Kya shook her head and glanced at her sister, “Not the right someone though. Not the one she’s meant to be with.”
Clair speared another bite of egg, waving it at Kya for a moment before popping it into her mouth, “You’re not the one who decides these things.”
The red head looked down from the window of her flat, watching Regynn and Jonah walking down the street laden with baskets of food. “I didn’t, fate did.” She said, slumping into her chair and giving her untouched breakfast a dejected glare, “But fate is fickle.” She muttered.
“Well I don’t believe in fate, we make our own fate.” Clair answered, her own gaze turned...
“You did what?” Clair gave her sister a dumbfounded look.
Kyalith shrugged, “What? It was just a note.”
“Sis you can’t go around leaving notes for your friends from a “mysterious man”. It’s just creepy, and wrong.” Clair replied, air quoting and shaking her head. “Why did you do such a thing?”
“She’ll tell Marc and that will light a fire under him. He just doesn’t realize that they’re meant for each other. He just needs a nudge.” Kya explained. “No harm will come of it. I promise.”
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Regynn had read the note several times, her mind reeling at the idea that there was a man in Boralus who had seen her...