A Plea from Home

Talia POV

Talia’s fingers trembled slightly as she accepted the sealed letter from the guard at the bustling market stall.

The man nodded once, his expression guarded, before melting back into the crowd.

Hilda and Rolf waited a few paces away, haggling over dried herbs, but Talia stepped aside, heart already pounding.

The wax seal bore Cassian’s mark—two wolves intertwined beneath a crescent moon.