Whispers Of Desires: A Sense Of Truth {Book 2}

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚇𝚅: 𝙱𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙿𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝

Kazi dipped the quill into the inkpot, her gaze fixed on the parchment as she carefully finished her letter to her sister Nia. With careful strokes, she folded the parchment, sealed it with wax.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍:

"𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝙽𝚒𝚊,

𝙸𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚊, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚍𝚖𝚒𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜... 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍.

𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗... 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚜, 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚎, 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙽𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚜, 𝚗𝚘 𝚠𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚊𝚐𝚎, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝... 𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍.

𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚛, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚝. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍, 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚣𝚣𝚕𝚎.

𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚢, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝙽𝚒𝚊. 𝙸 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎.

𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝙵𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕.

𝙺𝚊𝚣𝚒"

The question of how to get it to Nia nagged at Kazi as she rolled the letter up, tying it with a length of ribbon she had found in her trunk. She knew she couldn't simply send give it to the royal messenger. He would surely read the letter and expose her identity.

A mischievous glint sparked in Kazi's eyes. Tonight, she would take matters into her own hands. She would slip the letter into the messenger's bag, and hope for the best. It was a risky move, but one she was willing to take. After all, she had loyalty towards her kingdom...Niameda depended on this.

Kazi extinguished the candle on her desk, the room plunging into darkness. A small smile played on her lips. This was just the beginning.

The castle was silent as a grave as Kazi crept through the halls. Her heart hammered against her ribs, her breath coming in short gasps as she darted from shadow to shadow.

Her objective: the messenger's study. Reaching the oak door, Kazi paused as she heard footsteps on the marble floor, growing louder with each passing second. She held her breath, pressing herself against the wall as the sound passed by, fading into the distance. With shaky hands, she pushed open the door, revealing a dimly lit room cluttered with parchment and paper.

Kazi's eyes darted around the room, searching for the messenger's bag. There, in the corner, she saw it resting on a small table. She took a deep breath, steeling her nerves, and crept towards her target.

Reaching the bag, Kazi carefully slipped the letter inside, making sure it would not be noticed by anyone. As she replaced the flap, her heart raced, but she felt a sense of triumph welling up within her. She had done it. Now all she had to do was get back to her room without being caught.