After you left your King betrayed us. He has sent his guard
to destroy me. You must be next. It’s all a ploy to get our power. You know
that. We are the ones that should be in control. We are the ones with the
power. Tairen knows that, he’s always known that. I see that he has read enough
of your missives to know how magic works. They are taking down my wards one by
one and they are sharp-eyed about it. But I am not lacking in supply and I am
creating my ballroom Jennan, with our without you I will create it.
I meant to send what I wrote above, but now, it would seem,
dear brother that your family loyalty is in question. I guess that I was not
meant to send a letter to you until now. The men have received a letter from a
certain white winged conjuring that I recognize. You never were the brightest
of us children. Mother would be so ashamed, after all the work she put into
legitimizing magic, showing the capital that what her and Grandmother did was a
gift from God and not a thing to be waved aside. We have turned this into an
art-form!
And here, in the midst of an incredible leap forward, you
have turned traitor against me! Does not God require sacrifices Jennan? Who are
you to demand that I stop making them! Which of us is truly holy? You? With
your limestone powder and chamomile leaves or me? Who with a single fingertip
can destroy this entire structure?
Britten
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