Damien's POV.
"There is a message for you, Heiten" Dominique says, his head peeking through the slightly opened door of my study.
"There is always a message for me, leave it there'' I point to the box in front of the door, where all letters are stored. Dominique hesitates, looking from the box to me a few times before stuttering,
"This one seems pretty urgent"
Without him needing to elaborate, I already know what he is talking about.
It is one of those letters.
I give him a knowing look and a slight nod. He sees that as his cue to come in and he drops the envelope containing the letter unto my hardwood desk. I stare momentarily at the blue envelope, taking note of the familiar calligraphy on the body before grabbing it. I unroll the rope used to tie it and pull the top open. Aft
