CHAPTER 30 :Questions Without Answers
The raven arrived a little after midnight.
Seraphina heard the soft tap against the window before she noticed the bird itself.
She had been sitting behind her desk for nearly an hour, surrounded by open ledgers and sealed letters she had barely bothered reading. Her attention had drifted again and again to the same restless thought that had been circling her mind all evening.
The tapping came again, slightly louder this time.
Seraphina lifted her gaze and slowly rose from her chair.
The raven sat on the narrow stone edge of the window, its dark feathers blending almost perfectly with the night outside. When she approached, it tilted its head slightly, its sharp eyes catching the faint glow of the candlelight behind her.
Seraphina opened the window and extended her arm.
The bird hopped onto her wrist without hesitation.
For a brief moment nothing happened.
Then the connection opened.
