Chapter Twenty Four

Kazia

I watched as Greg, the kitchen staff, delivered the letter into my trembling hands. Gratefulness welled up inside me, and I excused him from the room, thanking him profusely.

"Greg, I sincerely thank you for delivering this successfully. I'll make sure to call for you when next I need your assistance," I said softly, my voice betraying my nervousness.

Without saying anything else, Greg bowed respectfully before leaving, and as the door closed behind him, I was left alone with my thoughts.

For a while, I stood still, my gaze stuck on the thin sheet gripped in my hands. My heart pounded in my chest like a wild beast wanting to escape, and I felt all sorts of emotions clouding my mind simultaneously.

I could still clearly recall what had transpired during our brief contact, Kavan and me. It happened on the day of the moon feast, and while it was just a short moment, it left a lasting impression on me. In these last few days, I had eagerly tried to get rid of any memor