“Diana?” I shouted the name of the only person I wanted to meet. I was tired and excited at the same time; I want to spill every single detail of our journey to Diana. Reed and I had made some progress, unlike other times, we talked like properly talked and he not ignored me.
Reed had to check on the borders so he left me on the main gate. On the top of that he bid me goodbye. I was grinning like a mad teenage girl, who had first time talked to her crush.
“Diana?” I asked checking each room. The lights were off, the servants were probably gone by now. After looking through each room I opened my bed room. A white note was placed at the middle of the bed. I sat on the bed lazily and opened the note. I know who wrote the letter.
Dear Esma,
It seems that the work for which I had gone w
