Aria had rushed outside to welcome the returning troop the next day. She had been expecting Alder to be with them but she found the soldiers had only returned with a handful of injured people. Jareth, the commander of troop had walked up to her and bowed deeply.
“Your majesty”. He greeted.
She nodded.
“Welcome back, Commander. Where is the king?”. She asked him.
“He had to head to Nolania, Your majesty. He asked me to give this to you”. He replied as he handed her a neatly folded piece of paper.
She reached out and took the paper from him. And she tried her best not to let her hands tremble as she unfolded it to reveal Alder’s neat handwriting.
‘Aria,
I have discovered some valuable information regarding the attack, and I’m made to believe that Nolania might be behind it. So in oth
