Cassius had known from the very beginning that the mines would need some level of assistance.
But to hear Julie say that the very same commander who they had just spent the last hour describing as a living legend needed help?
That was rather surprising.
He reached for the letter, the parchment unfolding in his hands, and immediately, Cassius found himself pleasantly surprised.
Not by the message itself, but by the handwriting.
It was beautiful.
Elegant, flowing script danced across the page—each letter formed with the kind of refined grace.
Cassius ran his fingers over the ink, genuinely impressed.
"This handwriting...it looks like something a princess would produce in a palace study. Not a battle-hardened general who commands a thousand warriors."
"Surprising, isn't it?" Julie settled herself into the chair across from his desk while Skadi, never one to miss an opportunity, promptly reclaimed her position on Cassius's lap.
