Chapter 13: Letters
>>Aelin
A few days passed.
The maids kept rotating their shifts to watch over me. I was even accompanied to the bathroom. But nothing was bothering me. It was like my feelings had shut down.
I had started to feel numb
And that’s when it started. Letters. I started getting handwritten letters from the demons.
The letters came every morning without fail. I didn’t know who delivered them. No footsteps ever echoed outside my door, no shadow ever lingered in the hall. But whenever I woke up—early, always before dawn despite going to bed well past midnight—they would be there. Stacked neatly on the small bedside table.
For a while, I ignored them, letting the pile grow. I mean I had no reason to open them. Why would anyone send me letters anyway?
But eventually, as the letters kept piling up each day, I would wake up and look at the stack, wondering what could be in those envelopes? And just like that I had done the unfortunate thing of opening them. Of reading them.
I shouldn’t have.
The words were venom, scrawled in jagged ink that seemed to press deeper into the page with every hateful sentence. Everyone knew demons despised humans, but this? This was like adding oil to fire. I should have expected this though... so, I guess this one is on me.
But since I had already opened them, I decided to read them too. There was a lot written in the letters but the highlighted points were these;