{Third Person}
Meanwhile, after Barron left him, Alexander went back into the house and found his way straight to his study.
He sat behind his desk with a sheet of paper before him, the pen resting between his fingers as he stared at the blank page.
He spent the next half an hour thinking about what he wanted to write.
There were some matters he could discuss with Barron without hesitation, but this was different.
Mage Seraphina had been involved with his condition for years. She knew the nature of the curse better than almost anyone, and she had been one of the few people who had never given him false hope.
If anyone could make sense of what was happening to him, it was her.
Alexander lowered his eyes to the paper and finally began writing.
He started with a formal greeting before moving straight to the main agenda for his letter.
