Chapter 129

• I must have read the note with my name on it at least thirty times. Each time, a fresh wave of chills ran down my spine. Whoever had written it not only knew who I was but also had a personal interest in me.
• Was it someone I already knew?
• I scanned the rest of the messages from EH again, dissecting every word. The sender was undoubtedly a man, someone who had shared a close relationship with Selene. Yet, the way he addressed her stood out—he never once referred to her as "princess" or "queen." His tone had been curt, authoritative, even harsh at times. The more I thought about it, the harder it was to imagine anyone speaking to Selene like that and getting away with it. I needed to talk to Varen.