I, however, refuse to let mother suffer for your crimes against me and leave this letter as a signed confession that you and mother had no part or knowledge of the attack me and the women carried out. I only include you in this because of mother's and yours vows, as I do not wish to see her suffering needlessly through them.

Signed,

Heir Bella Corvais

Letting the letter fall to the surface of the desk, Lord Corvais buried his face in his hands, tears in his eyes. Before looking up to the roof where a mural depicting the gods standing around a mirror in the center, each placing a hand on the mirror showing their influences on the world. Letting out a pained cry, he caught the eye of his reflection, its eyes full of malice and anger as it spoke and climbed out of the mirror before jumping down on to the desk and let out in a chilling hissing voice, "Beware the children of the god of scales ye children of the trickster. Your brother is he, but no familial love he has, for in his scales all things must be right. We hunt you when prices set, and payment is unmet. Business before all we asked. In gold, we paid. By your blood, Tirus was cheated. In blood, thou must repay the one you kept locked away. Tirus makes his claim you must chase her till under thy roof. She dwells once more and on the Equinox thou will surrender her to him, his bride."

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Gasping as he awoke Lord Corvais pushed away the hands of the other would be founders of Bella's cover-story thankfully they were all guild members and would need no explaining of what he was about to demand, "Get all resources on containing this fire my daughter has caused if we haven't already done so. The Guild will put all resources after from here on out on finding her.