In the candlelight, she read over the letter, over and over again until she could recite the words by heart. She clutched the edge of the paper until it was damp from her sweaty palms.
She placed the paper gingerly on the desk and guided her index finger across the paper, underneath every line. Serena looked away briefly and exhaled.
"Well played, Riven," she murmured.
She folded the paper neatly and placed her forehead on the desk and sighed. The woman squeezed her eyes shut and whispered a few thoughtful prayers to the goddess.
"I may not be the best of your children you have put on kaldora but I still come as your humble servant to ask for wisdom to navigate this treacherous situation." Serena lifted her head and blinked slowly before she continued in her prayer. "This is a trap set for me and Ironshade may fall as a result and…and I will lose my life."
